She is crying
She is screaming
She is helpless
So she cuts
One line of a blade to skin like
One line of a pencil to paper
She says it helps heal all the pain, through sad lonely eyes
She is hurt even more ever cut.
Every cut I make
Every word I said
Every dream I crush
Every heart I destroyed
Every look I sent
Every thought I spoke
Every tear that fell
Every hour that passed
Every day that went by
She still is lonely
She is no longer alive.
