Turning down the lights

Her eyes flutter with discontent.

she looks around in a crowded room but sees no one.

The contribution of endless loneliness has now been sent.

her insides are constantly twisting

and she sits alone crying and screaming, but no one is listening.

she walks the darkest roads in pain and sorrow

she lives each day saying maybe tomorrow.

suicide runs through her mind an unbelievable amount.

the swirling scars on her wrist, are too many to count.

running home to a dark corner, hugging her knees.

no one will find her.

shes all a lone in tthis meaningful place.

and scared to death to show her true face.