Death\'s Careless Thoughts

:This is my friend\'s and I thought it was very nice so let me know what you think!

She sits in her room
all alone on her bed.
Blisters from the broom,
nothing but rock music
going through her head

Her nails dig deep,
deep into her thighs.
At night she begins to weep
knowing she will never
free from the ties

Music so loud
no one hears her scream.
Her thoughts begin to cloud,
she doesnt know what they mean.

Trying to muster
the strength she has left
to finish her job
to choose life from death.

The devils under he bed,
God is in her air
shall she wait instead
to see what is fair?

A knife waits
by her bedside
knowing she will never be
what she had longed for
will forever be lost
for the one who killed her tongiht
were the ones with careless thoughts.

BY-Justinie Weanieâ?¥

(please dont take this as your own)