Cause Of Death, With A Twist

She's dead...

cause of death,

slit on wrist

no one knows

her reason why,

but you see, there is a twist

If you wish to know

her reason why

you must look upon her skin

four words carved

into her arm

"I Let Depression Win"

Cold and lifeless

she lays on her floor

her last drop of blood falls

no one seeing

what she did

when behind closed walls

everyday

she made a mark

to take the pain away

knowing that

no one cared

they all looked the other way

crying more

tears of red

things weren't looking bright

she set the date

to make her mark

she set it for tonight

in her room

she slid the blade

smoothly across her wrist

clearly writing

her reason why

writing it with a twist

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