stains

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life is weird.
i stood in the mirror and saw a frown overtake my cheeks.
because,
i realized that some days you can go from happy to sad.
in just a heartbeat,
and in that split second,
you feel the heat.
the heat that pushes the air out from your chest,
to your sternum,
then to your throat,
to only make you choke.
to make you feel the first tear, 
make its salty way down your face.
and then you watch it drop.
and you can't change the process because
gravity can't be changed.
and so i watch my tears drop.
i watch as
they drop onto my hands,
and as i look down at my hands
they shake.
they shake and
the blood from my wrists slowly begin
to stain the bathroom counter.

-m

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