Lullaby

The tears are the words of the lullaby, as her sobs become the melody. She is the reason  her family is ripped apart her mother says as completing her thought by saying how horrible of a person she is. Defending a man who will never, and I mean NEVER be my father. Now listening to the one person she trusted, telling her shes awful and suicidal. She will sing the lullaby and she will be the soloist.
Just stream down your arms with that blade, you'll feel better, It'll make it all go away. I promise. It'll calm you down like nothing else she sings to herself. Just try it, it worked before...
Now her mom boasting about the tears and scars that write the lullaby as if they were trophies. She's laughing as if her lullaby was an accomplishment. She wants to cut so badly, it takes everything out of her to put down that blade. The feeling in her arms is tingling irresistibly. Please help me she cries. The lullaby getting louder with every breath. So instead she sleeps, while death is singing his favorite tune in her ear. His chorus is my lullaby