Amber

Her lips curved when she saw the pool of blood at her feet

She looked at the stained knife which she held tightly in her hand

Blood dripping from its sharp edge

She wanted to know what it feels like .. taking one's life.

She wondered if it hurt

Her heart began to rock unconditionally in her chest when she saw her own reflection in the mirror

She was grinning, ear to ear

Content with what she had done. 

Her vision blurred

Her head reeled 

She sank into her chair, rocking slowly

Her grip on the knife loosened

Her once rocking heart stopped

She slipped in to a deep slumber

Shutting her eyes of amber.