As the moon kisses earth, red kisses her skin from within. As it pools to the surface a sickening grin appears on her face. Finally she has what she deserved. Finally the pain she feels inside has a way to escape. The dim glow of her iPod catches her eye as she flicks through the posts. Another soul like her. Another stab from Cat. She’s lost. Lost. Lost… She’s been lost to the abyss. She’s been lost for too long. Escape is not an option she still considers. At least not the safe kind. Oh she;d love to end it all. She’d love to let go, to give in and to give up. She’d love to add a little too much red to her painting, to go just a little too far, and too go past the point of no return.