"Forgive me"

She was left laying there. In the dark. Feeling alone. Knowing that she was contemplating things that were wrong. The stains left on her hands were red as she looked at the words "Forgive Me" smeared on the wall. She knew that this was wrong. That it was not a new feeling. She was once again at the mercy of her own hands. All she wanted was to feel loved. Not used. But, as she'd done so many times before, she took the leap and crashed into the wall. And now she was falling back down to the ground. With the smoke swirling in the air, slowly choking her, she wondered if this was her last living breath. She wondered if those left in her life would really forgive her.