Hell:Broken

She looks out her window,
Watching the clouds go by,
As her mother weeps in her room,
She hears the screams and cries.

Waiting for death,
Loosing her breath,
Holding on to her life,
She takes hold of the knife.

The father walks in,
And soon hell begins,
They all turn their heads,
Wishing shell be dead,
Washing the blood away,
Holding on to another day.

by kitten