Drowning

She’s lying there
All alone
Drowning in her misery.
Hoping someone will soon save her,
But no one does

She takes out her razor.
Only to cut her wrist,
Just to dull the pain inside of her,
Just for a while.

She sighs as she watches the blood drip down her arm and onto the floor
“Is this it? Is this the end?”
She screams to the hateful world.

She thinks that suicide is the way,
The way for her to go
To get away from the world of hate,
Her family,
And her few friends

I am still waiting for the day
For someone to save me
From this river
Of my depression
That just keeps pulling me under

So will you save me?