Crimson Tear

She writes in her diary
Blood drops stain the page
The crimson tears she crys at night
Sitting scared in her own fright.

The knife sits on the table
With a tint of crimson glow
This beautiful little girl
Feels she must go.

She puts on her fake smile
Acting as if every-thing's okay
Putting on the mask
Just for one more day.

For she knows she must go
To make her soul finally free
Her inner demons torture her
The won't let her soul be.

She goes home that night
Right before her final fall
She cuts deeper, she feels it's near
And she crys her last crimson tear.