Should she stay

A Poem by Dandelion

As her days become few
her body becomes a hallow shell.
Death is in her near future.
As her breathing becomes shallow
she ponders on why she's done
this, especially to herself.
Is this for better or only for worse.
Should she try to make it through
or is it time for her to let go.
Time is coming to a abrupt halt
and she knows what she must do.
As she clings onto her last moments,
and fights to keep breathing,
She now sees that she has to live.
So many people and so many things
all depend on her.
She threw away the razor and wrapped her arm tight
closing the wounds and headed for help.