Lying in a deep pool of blood
Knife in her hand, sighing, sinking ;
She gasps for air
But can only breathe blood
A moment of dis-pair
Her tears burn her wounds
Now to lay forever, alone ;
She`s been alone forever already though. . .
Blood and tears and hate
The formula of her life
She grasps the knife,
A final stab
Deep into the veins of her life
Representing everything she has lived for,
Loved for,
Died for
Her final breath lingers in the air
Not a care in her head. . .just happiness
A smile on her face as she passes to
Where ever her destiny holds for her
A smile representing ;
Everything she wished she lived for. . .
. . .Wished she loved for
Wished she died for
