Too late

Fear

She was told that she was worthless
a completely wasted breathe of life
A soul with out a purpose
in the circle of strife

and when she closed her eyes at night
she never cease to wonder why
As her thoughts attempt to fight
Her untrue heart as it lies

Life couldn't be more delicate
as their words haunt every last cavern
it's hard to be eloquent when your filled with concern

Death creeped in like a sky with stars
a beautiful catastrophe made
she no longer feared the bars
that kept from those damned blades