14 March 2013
The story of a sad girl.
It goes like this,
Tears screaming down her delicate face,
slits run down her worn wrists.
Life is so hard on such a gentle soul.
Pain feels never ending to this little girl.
She tries so hard to ignore her bleeding heart,
Reality hits and she's falling apart.
Nights are sleepless,
Thinking of ways.
To end the pain,
to ease her brain.
If she took away her ability to breath,
she would take away her ability to feel.
Thus the feeling of sadness would never be real.
Opuss № I