The light through the tunnel

The small rain drops hit her window softly like a soothing lullaby. That was one of the only things that could sooth her, and ironically the last thing she hears. She held the blade just above her wrist, she looked over the many different and past scars the blade had left on her small form. She smiled when she dragged the cold blade against her skin, there was the familiar red substance that was oozing out of her body. The timer of her watch ding singling her to take her 'happy' pills her doctor told the female to take every once and hour. She grabbed the pill bottle and pulled out all the pills in her small hands, she put it in her mouth and swallowed, of course with a little help from water. She coughed a bit but soon a new feeling of 'happiness' rolled through the girl. She grabbed the blade again and cut through her skin loving the smell of the metallic. Soon everything started to become black as she feel on her floor. The last thing she heard was the soft pitter patter of the rain. Soothing her for a eternal slumber. But the question was is she dead