Blood and Tears

TW: sh!!
Please don't read if you're triggered by su1cide

A too-young girl sits on her bed
In the very early morning.
I've seen this more times than any should

She contemplates her choices
But only one is calling her

She doesn't want to do this
But it seems she has no choice

She looks at it
Her heavenly weapon

Its harsh whisper rings in her ear
"You're nothing; no one cares "

I try to warn her
It's no good
I know it comes with the job

I know that I can't stop her,
Can't do anything!
Can't show her a reason to live.

I look away from the teenage girl
As she writes a simple note
And leaves it on her bed

I can't watch the poor young girl
As she takes her scissors to the bathroom

I watch her determined, sweaty face
As I watch her pierce herself

A tear rolls down her pretty face
As she remembers her awful life

Many more tears soon follow it
As she rinses her blood down the drain

Blood and tears mix
In horrible agony

I watch, horrified
As, minutes later, I take her soul away.

She shouldn't have died,
Not then, not there,
But, oh, she was such a brave child.

Oh, that hurts me so much