Sad poems by a sad girl

Little girl

Little girl, little girl why are you crying?
Inside your hollow soul you are dying.
Lying awake, awake you're sobbing.
The voices in your head are always mocking.
Glaring above at the blank white ceiling,
Trying to control what your are feeling.
Give up, give up they scream,
they only voices of reason it seems.
Awake, You're awake but the nightmares keep coming
The sting of a razor blade is numbing.
Your spirit and hope is crushed,
Along with your blood flushed
Down the white porcelain sink
Making the white edges go pink.
The red water swirls in a hurricane
But the destruction was caused by a razor blade.
Barely a week clean
Your heart alight with gasoline.
You want to end everything, end it all.
will one little step that could lead to your fall.
But alas you lie awake
Wearing long sleeves and smiles fake.
Cause you're too scared of what lies would be said,
When you would be in a wooden casket, dead.
She was beautiful, smart and kind.
So why were your tiny wrists lined?
Because you're just the quiet girl at the back
No one cares if it was love that you lacked.
Because you're just a little girl that is crying
From the pain of your heart finally dying.