Outside

The tears shed from her eyes.
the outside is cold then ever.
the scars are shown on her skin.
but she still acts insane.

her finger nails are bitten.
the color is gone forever.
but she still acts like she's fine.
the voices are different.

she hides in her room at night.
not wanting to look at a site.
even though she has her eyes open.
she falls for something more and more.

like that open door.
the voices are coming back.
she's felling sorry.
she wants to do it again.

but that's how she lost her friends.
there were never there till the end.
she cuts herself once again.
she doesn't care at all.

she cries away in her sleep.
the blood is covered on the sheet.
she's dead of deceiving.
she's dead of love.
she's dead of her lost blood.

she had to make in crime.
she has to make the right time.
tonight she sits with blood on the bed.
dead away from a given.

the scars are there.
the cuts are deeper.
the salt water is washed inside.
with a bone out of her skin.