Suicide

Darknesssticks to every patch of my body
Coldnessclogs up my windpipe
Emptinesstakes away the ground from my feet
Myheart, I wouldn't care if it stops

Icannot flee from my own constraints
Chaoticnothingness feeds the calm thoughts of murder

Icannot do the dance of passion
Icannot grasp the flowing heat
Justlet the blood take away everything
Admiring the ending I wrote for myself

-Michelle Ning Lo