Suicide

Reaching out to you
my arms outstretched.
Because what I have to say
It is truly for the best

"Please stop"
"You don't need to do this alone"

You are too far away.

With clouds in your eyes
You whisper back,
"I'm so sorry baby girl..
but its strength I lack."

These words
repeating themselves..
Over and over and over again..

Not for the sake of thou
you continue
to beat your brow.

This sickness so pure
I must ask,
"What is the allure?"

I lay still..
wanting to say goodbye
but instead watch
this horrifying script
play out before my eyes.

The ending aleady known..

My beautiful mother..

Destroying her own throne.