I watched her die
in a music video
where the floor was made of books
whose pages fluttered
in a silent wind
while the music straddled that line
between comfort and

He screamed,
in perfect harmony,
of self-righteous suicide,
and if there was a moral
amidst emotion,
I missed it.

In chance,
the playlist clicks over
to remind me
to take control,
do right by me,
savour life…

But I can tell he doesn’t really mean it.

Author: Elle

Hi, I'm Elle. I'm based in Auckland, New Zealand. I'm a moderator at, the mother of two gifted children, the wife of a Twitch gaming streamer and the Queen of Unfinished Projects. I've been reading since I was 4 years old, writing poems (badly) since 1994, blogging since 2001 and I started studying photography in 2010. This blog will contain poems, short stories, photos, book reviews and my thoughts on a variety of topics. Hope you enjoy it.

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