A Beauty To Be Dead

He wiped away her tears
Told her it was okay
He held her close to him
Told her he would stay

She believed the lies he said
Listened to every word
She knew it wouldn't last
She knew it was absurd

One night she was sitting
In the grass beneath the stars
Her dress stained with blood
Her arms covered in scars

People asked why she did it
People who never cared
But never did they approach her
Never did they dare

Her music slenced forever
An angel in the sky
Her wish now surely granted
Her wish to just die

Her lips were pale as ice
Skin cold like death
It's amazing what she said
With her very final breath

"Forgive me," she whispered
To the cold night air
"Forgive me, my love
For never being there"

And with this final word goodbye
She put the gun up to her head
A beauty, isn't it, to die
A beauty to be dead