In an empty room sits a lonely girl
Her unwanted tears streak her hideous face
Suicidal cuts indent her deranged skin
She catches a glimpse of a piercing dagger across the room
She grasps the knife and inserts it in an opening through her rib cage
A fountain of blood spurts from her abdomen
It creates eccentric artwork upon the wall
Her painful cries are unacknowledged
For there is no one around to hear them
Her limp body falls to the floor shivering
She is never to be found, left there to rot
Nobody cares that a soul has passed
Her life is gone and her soul is lost forever.
