Submissions by Blood_Kissed

She cut her wrists, and a line across her neck,
Into the bathtub, with no hope left,
Her pain and mistakes, arise from her chest
This is the end, she thought as she wept,
This is no act, This is no play,
This young girl will lose her life today.

This girl, she ended early, her life's final scene.
She lay in the bathtub, the water a ruby sheen,
She never could figure out, who she should of been,
Maybe tomorrow she will wake up, and it'll be a dream.
This is not selfish, this is no mistake,
This is a death, fueled by hate.