She sits in her bedroom with nothing but her thoughts.
Her mind is made up about her time here on Earth.
Nothing can fill the empty void where what used to be her heart.
As time pasts,she began to believe that
the heart isn't even where the emotions are stored.
Maybe just us as humans,
we've convinced ourselves that everything revolves around them.
We have.
When the cold metal touches her neck
she doesn't think twice.
No more living in sorrow upon this Earth.
Everything that lives, dies.