destruktivatankar

You look in the mirror
But don't recognize
The girl with red wrists
And painted black eyes
In one hand she holds a blade
As she brings to her wrist
She thinks of all the people
Who left her scarred and pissed
Questions overload her brain
As her thoughts fill with hate
She thinks about those nights
You talked until it was late
Her mind is racing
As she starts to cry
Everything comes rushing back
And she realizes she wants to die
She fills the bathtub with water
And she grabs her knife
She steps into her coffin
And is ready to take her life
She feels the adrenalin rushing
As her world becomes bright
She reflects upon her life
And walks torwords the light