Jaded Hook

Sitting on her grave
She cries herself to sleep
Never knew how it feels to walk the golden pavement
Holyness underneath her feet

Never feeling pain
Always feeling numb
Knowing nothing but disdain
She believe she's nothing but low-life scum

She always was forsaken
Feeling she's the cause
Never knowing why she was mistaken
One day her heart came to a pause

Now she's deceased
'Twas suicide that she took
Are we happy she's released
As we stare at the jaded hook?