Broken

Forever Broken.

She sits alone with no one around,

With tears in her eyes and scars on her wrists.

She wishes that it would all just end.

Her friends have left, her parents don't care, they don't want to be around someone as broken as her.

She looks around, the tears now down her face, looking for her sacred box.

She grabs it up and opens to the top, revealing her only support system left.

The shiny piece of metal, with blood stained edges, lays in the middle, like a prized object.

She slowly takes it up and holds it close, laying it on her oh so scarred wrist.

She wants it to end, she just doesn't care,

"Everything will be better without me, I'm just a waste of space."

Is what she thinks.

She lays the razor on her vein, digging it deep and dragging it down.

She's just had to much, she's been strong for too long.

The blood starts to drip, then pour down her arm.

She grabs her suicide note, and lays it close. She closes her eyes for what will be the last time.

She feels the darkness taking over, "Now they will be happy" she thinks.

What she doesn't know, is that her parents love her. Her friends care. They just didn't know what to do. So now the days go by after she dies, her parents cry, her friends devastated, all just wishing they had stayed by her side.

12/15/13