The Willness Of Your Hand

The knife sparkles in the light.

Your eyes are pulled towards your demise.

Fingers curl around the handel, you look at

It with tenderness and drive it through your

Heart. A pained smile spreads onto your face

While you feel your warm blood sliding down

Your body. Your eyes are dream-like as you

Breathe heavily. You feel yourself falling to the

Floor. Something wet and warm greets you,

Smelling like iron. You close your eyes as the

Darkness overtakes you. As you breathe your

Last breath, your little sister screams in horror.