Her Beautiful Suicide

She can't see the path,
The path for her to follow.
So she can make it through today,
or even worse tomorrow.

She can't find the reason,
for her to hold on.
No reason to live.
No reason to belong.

No one understands her,
Her sorrow or her pain,
they don't see her fears,
Or the crimson tears that stain.

They don't know about,
the trouble behind closed doors,
The confusion in her mind,
or the blood spilt on the floors.

She hides away her body,
and the pain she feels within,
the bones that show amongst her,
or the cuts across her skin.

She's hurting so much inside now,
it's this pain she cannot fight,
the pain everyone sees from a distance,
thats why she's crying day and night.

No one knows if she will make it,
but they will be standing by her side,
Even if she commits,
her beautiful suicide..