Sweet Revenge Poem by Anonymous Seeker

She looked in the mirror
to see what was her,
but she couldn't see anything
it was a blur.

She looked at the sink
where she spilled the pills,
thinking to herself
this is how suicide feels.

All went black
as she fell to the floor,
last thing she remembers
is him opening the door.

The look on his face,
The pain in his eyes,
as he watched the one he loved
take her last breath and die.

Smiling peaceful,
stuck in an endless sleep
Sweet Revenge,
this is how it must be