Me (true)

ME

Alone in the dark,
Sits a girl with a twist.
Eyes full of pain,
Slashes on her wrist.

Eyes streamed with tears,
Confused by the hate.
Tonight is the night,
This is her fate.

Consumed by the misery,
As she looks at the knife.
In the bath she sits crying,
The place she takes her life.

So in all the pain she does it,
All it took was one deep cut.
As the blood dripped from her hand
Her eyes she slowly shut.

By slaMBit '05' 25.1.05
poem #3