Within the cloak of a huge dark cloud
He presses the sharpened steel against his wrist
The constant headaches will soon cease
He means this to be his last statement
A world that once embraced him
Extended warmth and smiled with depth
Has been exposed as a fraud
A sinister enemy to fear
The first droplets of cold rain
splash against his naked body
He tilts his head towards the grey heavens
The caliginous skies soon to to embrace his parting soul
Holding tight the razor
His hand displays an unsteady nerve
The first slice will test
His ability to withstand the pain
Nobody witnesses his cuts
Nobody watches his body succumb to death
Narrow fissures drain his blood
His last wish to die.....Granted
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