DPRSSD

𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙡

She went home, tired and sleepy.
Door's opened, "Here comes hell", she said literally.
Windows closed, well it's rainy.
It's another day for being lonely.

As the cold wind enters,
She slowly strummed her guitar.
Staring at the moon so far,
Wishing she could be free like a star.

"This day is a blast!", She said to herself sarastically
Tired of lying yet not being showy.
When she dreamed of dying peacefully,
She can't help but to smile and say, "I'd be happy and I'm ready."

With a heart so heavy and unmeasurable pain she can't tell,
She close her eyes, with a tear on her cheek that fell.
Saying the words she used to utter and sometimes yell,
"See you again tomorrow, hell."