Deadly Escape

She sits alone in the cold, slight darkness.

From a small window, moonlight creeps to make an ere silence.

She sits in a corner with her head bent low.

Tears slowly roll down her cheeks, somethings missing, she seems hallow.

She sits making Little movement, almost as still as stone.

She has no reason to move, shes always alone.

She lifts her head, looks up at the moon.

She needs something to heal her heart covered with wounds.

Now in her hand, she stares at a razor.

Closes her eyes, picturing someone coming to save her.

Opens her eyes, puts the blade to her wrist.

Thinks about her life, the one she wont miss.

Again she shuts her eyes tighter and makes her cut.

With tears blood red and her eyes still shut.

And then again she make two, three and a couple more.

Opens her eyes and slowly falls to the floor.

She lays there cold with her breath getting short.

While lying in her puddle of blood....

She no longer breathes, she no longer hurts.

By:Amanda Frost
4/16/07