Pricess of darkness

The princess of darkness
roams the streets,
head held low
looking at her feet.

her hair may not be black
or half way down her back
she may not be happy
she may not be sad.

her wrist will have a picture
just vein deep
put there by a blade
1mm thick

she'll come across happy
but deep inside
the pain she feels
she'll no longer hide.

she'll be found alone
on a dark stormy day
locked in a room
far, far away.

a deep cut visible
upon her wrist
dry blood
covering her fist.

a not by her side
with just one word
~~~~suicide~~~

Please comment!!

Monica xoxo