Back against the wall, lights off, door locked and Black Veil Brides blasting through the stereo.
It's just a empty room right?
Wrong look in the corner, no not the one with the light, the one where it's pitch black.
Now look closely do you see her, the girl who's all alone.
No?
Then pay closer attention, her head is burried in between her knee's and her body's violently shaking from the sobs that betray her.
Shes crying from the pain .
Pain she's endured for so long.
Its gotten to her.
The words they spit at her, the looks of disqueste, the fights with her parents that seem to be getting worse.
She doesn't know what to do anymore she's tried it all drugs,self harm,music,writing!
Anything that might stop or at least help the pain she feels.
The girl lifts her head and stares at the ground next to her.
To the right of her is a razor and to the left is a rope.
She grabs the razor and runs it across her leg.
Its deep, the cut, deeper than the rest.
She wipes some of the blood on her hand and writes on the wall.
IM SORRY IM USELESS
Now with tears running down her face she grabs the rope and ties it to the ceiling fan.
She steps on a chair and slowly puts the rope around her neck.
She wipes her eyes and whispers I'm sorry before stepping off the chair.