Puddle of sadness

by Holly   Nov 29, 2006


Lying on the tile floor
a girl stares blankly
unaware of the surroundings
unaware of the situation
blood flows from the crevace
in her neck
making a puddle on the floor
the knife rests on her chest
stained and battered
her father hated her
her mother didnt care
her friends were fake
she couldnt stand it anymore
her hand falls
splashing the liquid onto the walls
the door opens and screaming results
they only see the mess

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