Friendship hurts

Look at her
lying there
blood stained wrists
like they would care
she thought this would be
her way out
full of anger
lasting doubt.
all it took
was one big cut
and one person
to beat her up.
she never knew
that on that day
this person
would push her away
even though
they were her friend
they wanted their friendship
to come to an end.
lost and hurt
she ran home
sat in her room
all alone,
she read the letters
from her mate
she thought that
it was going great.
what made her do that?
what made her mad?
she was the nicest friend
she'd ever had.
leaving a note
she chose what to do
she got the blade
and began to cut through
forgetting her friend
and what she had done
she lay there dead
and let the blood run.