The Pain I've Endured

The cry for help

Her wrists bleeding screaming for help.
Her eyes filling with tears.
She keeps whispering "I'm so sorry."
Even though nobody cares.
She goes for the box of cigarettes
But sadly it's empty.
She lies on the floor with a broken heart.
She's tired of this life.
She just wants to die.
That's it!
That's what she'll do.
She rushes to the dresser
And opens the drawer.
She pulls out a gun.
She puts it to her temple.
She whispers her goodbyes
And pulls the trigger.
Now she's gone forever.
As her blood spills over the ground.