Her Last Words

Drown

They don't see the light in her eyes go off;

And her wounds bleed out.

Or the music turn on,

Louder and Louder and Louder.

Drowning her sorrow,

in a well of despair.

'HELP!'

She screams,  yet no reply.

She wonders why?

The pleading is taking place on the inside.

No one hears her scream, or sees her weep

Take a look inside:

She's dead but still alive.

Her sleeves become longer day by day,  with every breath she takes.

The thick red blood streaming down her wrists is bleeding through,

Her last words:

I'm Sorry.