She cant take this world

Sitting alone in her room,
Whilst swaying back and forth,
For this soon to be her death tomb,
Now shes finally had enough.

Blood pouring so thick,
So innocent and red,
The smooth and silky crisum,
So beautiful and dead.

Alone once more,
Just you and your dying soul,
Seems you've dug too deep,
And buried yourself in life's hole.

Quick get out!
Before it all caves in,
Quick escape,
These things you call sin.

She just wants death,
Bring it to her,
She just wants to die,
She cant take this world.

(Current Mood: Alone and Suicidel)