She cuts to help ease her pain,
and watches as the falling blood makes her feel sane.
The dripping represents the tears that will not fall,
and the words she cannot recall.
She listens as the world becomes silent.
Her mind, no longer violent.
Time passes while she turns numb,
no one knows what she has become.
Her fragile body will soon turn cold,
that is what she was always told.
Her blood releasing into the water,
no longer is she, somebody's daughter.
