As her eyes turned red,
and bloody murder screams faded.
The city lights grew fainted,
and her blood left in a puddle.
She cried tears of joy,
for death was her only freedom.
He told her what to do,
and when to do it.
He yelled at her,
and punched her until she passed out.
As his brutally beatings,
and discouraging words killed her soul.
She sat on the bathroom floor,
with that knife in hand.
Her wrists in clear view,
as she cut with all her might.
Blood flooded out,
her first real smile formed.
As the end of her life drew near,
she wrote on the mirror in her blood.
"For all to see,
I'm finally free."