She wanted to look beautiful at the morgue.
But instead the scars on her wrist and inner thighs showed.
The only thing people didn't see.
Was the pain and scars on the inside.
She was taken over by herself.
she kept a smile on her face.
Everyone thought she was happy. She was a bright and smiling girl.
The girl inside her cried and shattered.
She breaks down at night.
She was okay for a while.
She relapsed.
This time was different.
She completely shattered.
She let the inside her take over.
She let her real self go.
She would miss her friends and family.
But it was time to say goodbye.
She swallowed the pills.
She was now in the ground.
But she was free and beautiful.