Freedom - Poem by Brandy Diaz
She thinks no one loves her.
She sees herself as just a speck of a dust floating in the universe.
She smiles at the thought of death.
As she clings to her pillow with all her strength.
In a second all of her pain could be gone.
Freedom she calls it.
Even though others may think of it as a tragedy.
She rejoices at the words ringing in her ear.
It sends shivers down her spine from excitement.
Only seconds more.
Her pain and sorrow would be things of the past.
She closes her eyes.
As darkness surrounds her.
At peace so quiet. It's deadly...
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