Break me

Can't you hear?
Can't you see her fear?
The picture she paints,
Has become tainted.
She sits and holds the blade,
Her reflection starts to fade.
Tears roll down her face.
All the pain from this place..
She finds it hard to take,
Trying not to break.
Darkness encloses on her,
The thoughts start to stir.
The letter signed with blood,
Her tears start to flood.
She decides to be brave,
Nothing about to save,
Her now it's to late.
She's wound up with hate,
To tied to try,
She says goodbye.
The blade gently glides,
While she sits and hides,
Waiting for the end.
Then she'll be to broken to mend.
Eyes closed tight,
Not putting up a fight,
She goes without a sound.
To this life she's no longer bound.