End Of Her Life

Die a beautiful death like this Angel did.
Misery and Pain was all she knew,
Love and Hate was all a fantasy,
So far from her grasp it hurt to even mutter the words,
She dare not let anyone see her cry,
Oh no, No the stone angel,
Emotionless her face soon grew,
Cold and Dark became of her heart,
Mearly Empty and in Pain,
Misery and Rage spoke softly to her Troubled mind,
Leaving only one way out,
And that led to the end of a barrel,
The beginning of a bullet,
And the END OF HER LIFE....
DIE MY LOVE DIE...
BE FREE...
IN HAPPINESS