Broken deep inside,
filled up with all these lies.
My head is swarming with thoughts of suicide,
and once again you are not at my side.
Lost in a world full of hate,
dreaming of a different fate.
Its too much for a 7 year old to bare,
to watch her grandma die and all she can do is stare.
She hid her feelings deep in side,
locked away for no one to find.
Nine years go by so fast,
and still she hasn't looked back.
Its her fault everyone dies,
because she keeps all these lies.
Whats a 16 year old to do,
When every thing looks so blue.
She sits in the shower,
with water falling all around her.
To many voices,
to many noises.
She just wants it to end,
with no goodbyes left to send.
She picks up her blade,
and cuts away all the pain.
The noises go away,
as she begins to fade.
And with no one left to blame,
the voices fade.
