Last time

Eight long months,
Have come and past,
These happy feelings,
were to good to last.

Back again,
The depression has come,
All of the frowns,
from a rope she hung.

Three more people,
to a bullet they choose,
Now all of her friends,
Carve into their arm,
One last breath she shall take.

Under the covers,
Her feelings will hide,
Once again,
Shes left with a smile.

No more razors,
and no more lines,
this time is worse,
her feelings she'll hide.

Nothing to be said,
All the while,
she lay still in her bed.

No more food,
and one last sip,
She'll cling to her pillow,
And bite her lip.

She hates the rumors,
and the ugly stares,
She hates the jokes,
and hurtful laughs.

One last moment,
and one more time,
Sometimes no one realizes,
When it's ones last time.