Drenched.

Blood soaked tears,
Tear soaked pillowcase.
Mascara drenched skin.

She was a beautiful disaster,
Never giving in...
Never asking,
Pleading
Or begging for help.

Eyes sopping wet,
Breathing fast.
Racing
Chest rising,
Falling.

Shaking.

She felt hopeless,
She felt alone,
But honestly... what else was new?

She ached to scream,
To tear her skin from her frail bones.
To breathe her final breath.

Peaceful,
Serene.
Final
Sleep.

So she took one...
Took two..
Took three...
Pop
Pop
Pop.
Swallow.

She begged the universe to smother her in her sleep,
Leaving her dreams eternal.
And to never wake.