Like... (poem)

Like a horizontal cut,
across her pale wrists.
Like a small tear down her cheek,
with the power of a fist.

Like the silent sound screaming,
at no one at all to blame.
Was proud with her guard put down,
in the end was left with shame.

Like the schizophrenic argument,
between the soul and heart.
Like a girl who is lost between,
being strong and smart.

Just Like That
Everything Is Gone