Scarlet Bracelet

Silent tears fall through the wind.
There's just too many scares to mend.
Cold and forgotten, she lies in her bed.
Memories of Scarlet Bracelets run through her head.

In the graveyard, she walks alone.
Thinking of pine boxes filled with bone.
"How lucky you are to have met your fate.
How I wish to see the Iron Gate."

She walks through the crowded halls.
Though she might as well walk through walls.
Her Scarlet Bracelets are around her wrists.
She knows you must be seen to be missed.

In the dark, her mind is now made.
In her hand lies her trusty blade.
"Tonight, I shall walk up the stream.
And I shall not make a single scream."

In her pine box she now sleeps
But in her absence, no one weeps.
She has finally met her fate.
How lucky she feels to see the Iron Gate.