they come, they go

she

silhouettes comfort her
when she forgets what scares her
her bandages kiss her skin
alcohol hugs her with warmth
she dances with death every night
sometimes she'll even kiss him
she knows to make it worth it
she could see her ending
overlooking the bayou
she still thinks it's peaceful
she even thinks she's ready
your touch is fading away
she no longer remembers your favorite songs
you left two weeks ago
maybe she will feel okay
finally she will be happy