One little Girl

One little girl,
sitting all alone
Coldness shows within her eyes
visibly chilled to the bone.

"I wish some body cared,
I wish some body knew
The sadness that I've known
The things which I've gone through."

She whispered to herself
over and over again
To rid herself of the thoughts
of what she had once been.

Nothing could help her
it was far to late now
Nothing could save her
nobody knew how.

Darkness surrounds her
the blades call is all her hears
She watches the blood flow,
mingled with her tears.

Soft laughter escapes her lips
her sanity's slipping away
What the hell had become of her?
How long had she been this way?

The blood is draining from her veins
her life streams down her arm
With it, it brings a blissful peace-
an earth-quieting calm.

The world settles in
normality is regained-
all but one little girl
who's life death had claimed