Alone

She sits alone
with no one around
her only company is her mind.

She screams for devotion of
someone to love her.

She loves only herself
and no one else.

Will her heart change?

No one knows.
They're all dead.
She has killed them all.

She sits alone holding
an object to her wrist.

She cuts
watching the crimson liquid
flow out as she smiles.

Welcoming her death with pride and joy.