Covered with a crimson hue.
watching a life slip away.
What is remorse, other then a sign of guilt?
What is life, other then an unending thing of pain?
As it seeps away from my broken body

I smile.
Blessed peace at last is what I think.
My tattered soul is for once at rest.
My broken heart no longer cries.
They have the freedom they so wanted.
No longer confined to the painful torment that is life.
Set free by a simple thing.
They rejoice as they for once can feel happy.
My body feels lighter then ever before.
For once it is completely relaxed.
This is the last time the invisible wall will harm it.
The torture has won over the being yet again.
This one is happy to go.
No longer does this body have to wish for the chance to fight back.
There is no longer the need to.
It's done, over and for once all parts are happy.
The smile on my face is no longer forced.
It is a real smile until I think
'I failed them again.'