Her life is no more

by Jennifer   Jul 26, 2006


Some say she was depressed,
Others say she was a good friend.
So why did she have to take that knife,
And make her life end.

She cut every night,
Watching the blood drop on the floor.
Until that one night,
When her best friend walked through the door.

Her best friend ran over to her,
As she started to cry.
She didn't know what was going on.
But most of all she didn't know why.

She yelled as loud as she could.
Holding her best friend.
Then her mom came running through the door,
Finding her daughter dead.

The day of the funeral came.
Her friends and family came and apologized.
But what no one knew,
Was that her life was terrorized.

The memories of her daughter,
Went through her head.
One minute she's happy,
The next she's dead.

When she was young,
She was innocent and sweet.
Then something went wrong,
And she was suddenly beat.

She had to end it.
So she took the knife.
She muttered to herself "I quit",
And she ended her life.

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