She was one of a kind,
But in her own state of mind,
Turning up the volume,
Too much for her now.
Getting to the Core
Repeating it more and more.
Digging It deep
Trying to keep
A Steady hand,
Closing her eyes,
Shivering, Shaking
Her mind goes blank
Her arms, pouring out the Crimson substance
But no-one knows,
she was all on her own,
There, she lay
Every single day,
Still, Quiet .
Her arms, Crisp with Dry Blood
beside her a note,
It read
I'm sorry.'
this girl,
This beautiful girl
Ended it all,
because of her weight.
