She runs the blade across her wrist
holds it close, her dear sweet friend...
She smiles
her face stretching into a grin...
That moment
when everything you once knew...
That feeling in your stomach
when you know all hope is gone...
The girl who is to freaky
even for the misfits and outcasts...
SNICK...
My Dreams go up in Flames
as the Ashes dance around in the breeze...
The cold waters hit my feet
As I stare out at the nothingness...
Act upon
the Devilish thoughts...
Im done
Throw down my weapons...
Her voice is thick
with unshed tears...
Things once Precious
now ripped away...