They Didnt Notice

"Good night!"
She said.
They never thought twice about it.

She locks the door,
And takes a blade out of her jewelry box,
Only to take it to her body.

The blood flows so beautifully,
Circulating outside of her,
Giving her relief.

She's in tears,
On her bedroom floor,
Lifes just been so hard lately.

She thinks about suicide for a moment,
How she could take that blade laterally on her wrist,
& she could end it all then and there.

She decides no,
But only for others,
Because she doesn't want to be here anymore.

The next morning,
She says, "good morning!"
With a smile- hiding the damage of the night before.

Concealer on her arms,
A hoodie on her torso.
Pants on her legs.

She's the victim of her own destruction,
She goes through every night,
Such an unforgiving battle.

They never notice,
Not once because she seemed so happy,
Until one day she didn't come down.

They yelled for her name,
"Honey come here!"
Something was so wrong though.

They rush upstairs,
And bust down the door,
Out comes screams.

She's there,
Dead,
Lying on the floor in a pool of blood.

There's a letter lying on a chair,
A blade in her hands,
& a cut so deep laterally on her wrist.

The letter delivers the heartbreaking news,
She was so unhappy and over with life,
How could they not have noticed?

She hid it so well,
Plastering on a fake smile to pretend like she was fine,
So they wouldn't suspect anything.

If only they had seen the sadness in her eyes,
The darkness hinted in her writing,
The time she spent alone at night.

If only they could have saved her,
Anything to get their girl back,
To watch her be alive again.

But she's gone,
She's not coming back,
& no one noticed her struggle,
Not even the ones who thought they would be able to tell.