Blood stained sheets

She can't make it on her own,
Which is what her scars , to others have shown.
'I Love You' Is all she wants to hear,
But the reasons why she is alive are still unclear.

Everyday all she feels is blue,
Just because this guy can\'t be true.
She loves him more and more everyday,
Everyday he walks further and further away.

She hates watching them,
She hates not seeing him,
But how could she see him when,
Everytime she does she feels more and more dim.

Everyday, she sits on her bed,
Whilst all these horrible images of them fill her head,
She would wish she dead,
Which is proven by all the blood that has been shed.

So mascara smeared pillows,
Blood stained sheets,
Lies and cheats,
Not trusting any of the new people she meets,
all because of Y o u .