The Girl

Oh, what a night…
It was nothing but a fight.

“why am I still here?” was the girl’s thought…
for the answer she then sought.

She was filled with fear…
As she wiped away a tear.

She thought, “Why don’t I just cut myself?”…
Instead, she just hid her problems on a “shelf.”

The next night,
Her mom got a sight.

For there the girl laid,
And in her wrist was a shiny blade.

The girl had died…
And everyone cried.

Everything that was ever said,…
Ran thought everyone’s head.

The girl didn’t have a friend,…
Until the very end.

Her friend was a fake…
But it was the only one she could make.

There the girl laid…
Because of her friend, Mr. Blade.