Midnight broken town

She is lying on her bed
writing everything down
and every tear that falls
she looks upon her midnight broken town
she thinks about the day
and the pain thats yet to come
she wonders who will find her
come the rising sun
she feels like her tears
are like tears of the moon
she wonders if the blood she has
will start running soon
the little stream
down her wrists
she thinks about everyone else
and would she ever be missed