Crimson death

Crimson blood is running down the drain,
Water is releasing all her sorrow and pain.
Mask is pouring off from tear filled eyes,
She wipes off a smile, her perfect disguise.

Takes off her wrist bands and sees the scars,
Short lines and longer lines like broken bars.
She looks deep at a bunch of stripes for a bit,
And finally sees "help me" carved small on it.

She takes off her shirt and "X" marks the spot,
The spot that shows where her heart stopped.
Places her hand on where her heart had died,
She still does not know how she has survived.

Searches every where for her knife and pills,
But her mother threw away the ways of kill.
So she breaks her mirror and collects a piece,
And she slowly gets ready for the best release.

But finds no room on her arm, front or back,
So she decides to cut a little slice on her neck.
But as she is about to give the glass a red ride,
A close gun shot goes off somewhere outside.

And she jumps in shock as the sharp glass slid,
It slid straight inside of her neck and then hid.
She can not get it out now, she tries and tries,
But it's hopeless because it is way deep inside.

She is shaking as she is gasping for her breath,
She realizes that she only has one breath left.
She is so excited that she doesn't feel the pain,
Like her nerves died and she is going insane.

Hours later she is found in this deserted place,
Curled in the corner with a smile on her face.
She finally got what she had wanted all along,
To get out of this painful hard life, to be gone.

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