She looked at her wrist
at the black ribbon that resides there...

She feels abandonned once again
this time is the very last...

All those tears you cried
all the hurt you hide...

She awakens from a deep slumber
only to find her world...

She watches sad movies
just for a reason to cry...

Okay..this isn't a sad poem...its an angry poem :D
why must you ask me questions...

Sad winter's day
light hits her...

The flowers in the attic
have faded in the sun...

Goodbye old friend
our days of fun...

A dull world awakens
as the clouds roll in...

I know i said i was passed all that
but i didnt know for sure...

I cant believe you sold me out
this is the last time...