The angels cry blood

She looked up to the heavens
As she cried her last tears…
This pain she tried to hide
For years and years.

There was no way out
No matter what she did
She asked god to help her,
But he only ignored he pains…
He thought that she was another girl just playing games.

She sat on her bed,
And looked to the midnight blue skies.
She cried to god for what he should have helped her with
But now she knew that he did nothing but tell lies…

Slowly smoking her last cigarette
Shining and sharpening her blade,
She has a lot that she needs to forget.
She is hurting and in a lot of pain
She is trying to get away,
Away from the cruel worlds games…

Putting her cigarette in the ash tray
After one last drag
Her throat starting to itch like her body in hay…
She knows what she has to do…
She has to forget everything
She knows it must end this way

She looks to the blade
She hopes it will be quick,
Hoping that she won’t be saved.
There is nothing no one can say or do
To help her through
All this pain, or with the weight of the world,
That lies on her shoulders…

She takes a practice slice to make sure it is sharp,
The blood flows slowly,
With it she feels the jump of her heart…

She smiles one last smile,
Cries her last tear,
She wipes her face with her sleeve
And knows that after this, she has nothing to fear.

She rolls up her sleeve,
Takes the razor
And cuts in deep
She hopes that this was the right decision that she has made.

Nothing she can do now,
She slowly falls to the floor.
She looks up to the sky,
There was a face in the window pane
A soft sweet face with cool blue eyes.
Looking in, a single tear drips down her face
Crimson color, slid down her cheek.
The angel watches as she cries blood,
Down her soft sleek face.