That knife

She sat there in her empty room
All alone, tears running down her cheek
Shed make soft noises
But would never speak

She couldn't hide her feelings any longer
What she felt inside
It hasn't helped her so far
So now, she just sat there and cried

Her life was so messed up
She really couldn't explain
She hated it so much
She was always in so much pain

She wanted to be happy
She wanted the pain to end
She tried all her life
To try and make her wounds mend

She saw all her friends happy
Living normal, happy lives
But she spent her spare time
Staying away from knives

Her friends told her not to
They said it wasn't worth it
But they didn't understand
Not one little bit

She tried and tried
To stay away from that blade
She tried to forget
The mistakes that she made

But no matter what she did
To try and stay away from that knife
All she could think about
Was ending her life

So she put that blade to her wrist
And counted to three
She sliced her wrist deep
She set herself free

They came to her funeral
And placed a flower on her grave
Why did she do it? They said
I thought she was brave

They missed her deeply
They wished they'd done more
And maybe she wouldnwouldn't
Be covered in blood on the floor

But this is what she wanted
She wanted to be dead
And nothing would have stopped her
No matter what they said

She was now happy
She was now free
She now realized
That death was the key

She missed her friends
But not her life
It was the best thing that happened to her
It saved her,
that knife...