A Night Of Hell

Constantly hurting and tears constantly falling from the wells of her eyes.
As the sun goes down her heart fills with joy because everyone around her will be a sleep and away.
Whipping her tears away for the last time, she starts the razor at her wrist and quickly throws her head back and enjoys the treatment the razor was doing.
As the dark blood slide down the shiny razor and slowly down her wrist, she still wasn't satisfied; her eyes hungered for more blood.
She moved the razor upper and dug into her hot red skin deeper with force until she couldn't go any further.
As it her vain, her eyes got wider and more then enough blood came out.
Her eyes were close, her body was stiffened, tears stained her face, her use to be shinny razor were stained with blood and were now on the floor.
Her use to be beautiful skin and were now scarred with cuts and severe burns
And now she's dead and gone....