She was the happiest girl ever
nothing went worng in her life...
great boyfriend, awesome friends...
very rich parents...whod get her anything!
Thats wht i thought too
turns out her father beat her
and her mother, her parents always fought...
Make up can cover wonderful things!
She knew what she was doing
said good bye to everyone
she went home,past the yelling,
and into her room that day
Found her true friend
it only spoke words...
of pain,sorrow,and death...
she put the blade to her wrist
"Please forgive me" were her last words
and she dug the blade deep into her wien...
ripped down...dark warm blood
was the only thing that came out
she slit the other wrist
with a smile on her face
she laid on her bed
waited for the pain to go away...
her bed stained in blood,
her clothes seeping in blood,
her lifeless body,her pale lips....
her colorless eyes...
death all around her
yet a smile on her face
she always said "even suicide can be art"
and she made it look so easy
so right...yet she did it all wrong
when she could have saved her life
by going to someone...for help...