Handle

Each day is so overwhelming

She bleeds to keep her focus

No ones there to keep her safe

From herself she can't escape

Wondering what to do

When you've become

The main source of all your misery

She walks alone no one to turn to

Summons the help of her old friend

Praying she doesn't cut too deep

Not enough to cause her own demise

But enough to stop her mind

From leading her down the road

That only ends with

The early closing of her coffin...