Twisted face
Into that fake smile
In which she prevails
That she claims to be real
As the knife goes to her wrist
And blood is all she witnesses
Darkness she falls
Into the unknown
Does she prevail
Light twisted into sinistry
Of no hope
Of no praise
Of the known
Of the haze
That has taken over
Where the light once shown
Where angels once sang
Where the girl unnamed
Once smiled with joy
Twisting,turning into
Dreaded pessimism
Creeping,Crawling
Into a hole of the unkown
Of the unholy
Of the unoptimistic
Of people of unpraised
