Last Words

To die is one thing that she craves
Her last remaining will
Sure that once she's dead and gone
There'll be no urge to kill

Streaks of black run down her cheeks
Silent as her grave
Whispers of the blinded truth
She's one they cannot save

Tortured mind and broken soul
A mess without a cause
So many lives she could have had
But someone locked he doors

Only one path left for her
Self inflicted pain
Cutting was the only way
She kept herself half sane

Never let herself be loved
It would hurt too much
No one would stay with her
Through hurt and tears and such

16 years she has endured
and never has been kissed
her frozen heart begins to melt
it pours out of her wrist

"lie me on a bed of roses
thorns and buds alike.
That represents the way I lived
To heaven now I'll hike"

"My blood will fall just like the tears
from pain inside and out
and of the way I chose to die
there never was a doubt"

"I didn't bleed my body dry,
or choke on crystal tears.
I died because you broke my heart,
I've loved you all these years"