the heavy thing.
silver, most likely.
a heart shaped locket - shiny and expensive.
she ate it with her eyes.
(tick tock, away runs the clock)
the silver heart got heavy
the rusting lump weighed her down.
she suffocated - in the end, she smiled.
she couldn't take it off, she got used to the pain.
shortness of breath
was extacy - it proved she's still alive.
the thrill of pain overflew her. masochist.
'don't let go... '
she held onto her narcotic, conscious
that it'll hurt her even more.
silver doesn't rust.