Give Me A Reason To Hold On [Poetry]

Give Me A Reason To Hold On

by: WisdomDeath

"Pain is meant to be felt."
That's what they said. 

"I've had enough."
That's what she said. 

She picked a blade. 
Between her fingers,
The thin metal played.

"It will be okay."
They said. 

"When?"
She asked.

"Soon."
They said. 

Lightly,
She pressed it,
Pressed it on her skin.

"It's too much. I can't wait for soon."
She replied. 

She shook her head.
Tears racing down, 
Down the tiles. 

"Hold on for a while."
They said. 

"What for?" 
She asked. 

There was silence,
A deafening silence.

Then there she was, 
Cold, pale, and red. 

Beside her lay her best friend, 
metal and thin.