Blood loss in bathroom sinks
Pain clears the things she thinks
Alcohol in her hands, running through her veins
The only solution to her pains
Content with loneliness
She sits lost in hopelessness
No one can help her out of this mess
Her parents don't want her around
Her lips can't make a sound
When she accidentally didn't pay attention
To her death, was the only exception
After living a life dull of deception
This was the best bet she was going to get
This is the best thing that could've happened
From everyone else she was so different
The words she heard, she knew what they meant
Wasted, their time on her, was spent
So she wants to run away
Because she doesn't want to any longer see
What destroyed her family
But before her freedom came
She couldn't find the strength
To stall the storm and stop the rain
As the final cut was made
She felt her life regress from hellish flames to shade
Her anger and hatred faded
Her bloody blissful death belated
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