She was at the ledge,
Ready to fall,
So near the edge,
She can't handle it all,
Her eyes fill,
She begins to bawl,
She wants her life to end,
She tried to be happy,
But she couldn't stand playing pretend,
Her heart was smashed,
Torn to pieces,
She was so obviously trashed,
Friends abandoned the weak,
She was invisible,
Her future seemed bleak,
Still She hides the pain,
No matter the hurt,
No matter how her heart was slain,
She masks her life,
Wishing,
Wanting just the knife,
Just one more time,
It gave off adrenaline,
It made her feel sublime,
She gave up hope
And decided there was only one way to cope,
Just to die,
And and not let another see her cry,
Just so they wouldn't see her weak,
So they couldn't see that little streak,
That light,
The one that flew away that night,
The night she died,
The last night she cried.
Sense Made=None.
Long.
****** Rhyming.
Hey,I Tried.