Last Night In Pain...

Screaming, yelling, fighting.
Not much longer can I take the pain.
Hurting, bleeding, crying.
Lately, sadness is all I gain.

Carefully I watch the blood drip,
As I smile at the sight.
Yes, not much longer I can take it.
This indeed will be my last night.

No one will miss me,
No one will care.
Me put down the knife,
Well that I wouldn't dare.

The blood continues to flow,
As blackness smothers me.
The is what I'll be remembered as,
'The girl that died crazy.'