She sits in the cold darkness
sheading crystaline tears
her heart feels like a dark abyss
as she holds onto her deapest fears;
She was crying
when she met him
and now she is dying
from the pain that fills her to the brim;
he promised to take away her pain
she believed that he would
instead his tretchory hit her like a cold black train
she thinks her heart is shattered for good;
as she sits in the cold darkness
she wonders what it would be like
to finally be free from this abyss
to be free from the agony she feels in her heart;
a small blade in hand
she presses it to her fragile skin
crimson relief flows down her wrist
she utters her last words;
"I loved him so
but he tore me apart,
it feels like such a blow
to my already fragile heart."
sheading crystaline tears
her heart feels like a dark abyss
as she holds onto her deapest fears;
She was crying
when she met him
and now she is dying
from the pain that fills her to the brim;
he promised to take away her pain
she believed that he would
instead his tretchory hit her like a cold black train
she thinks her heart is shattered for good;
as she sits in the cold darkness
she wonders what it would be like
to finally be free from this abyss
to be free from the agony she feels in her heart;
a small blade in hand
she presses it to her fragile skin
crimson relief flows down her wrist
she utters her last words;
"I loved him so
but he tore me apart,
it feels like such a blow
to my already fragile heart."
