A Girl

Empty

A girl empty, sitting alone.

Just one call, a ring of the phone.

Will stop her.
Will save her.

But it never accured.
And demons where lured.

And blades started to dance.
One thing she loved, art, to freelance.

As blood ran down her arm with life in there essence.

She felt herself loosening her presence

No help would come.
No one cared, not one.

And she couldn't think anymore.

She locked the door.

She felt herself get dizzy and it was time.

Killing yourself is considerd a crime.

So I'm a criminal......