She sits alone
Face soaked with tears
Hands shaking
Broken mirror
****** knuckles
Holes in walls
Tissues everywhere
And blood dripping down her arms
She takes one last look
And hates what she sees
She can’t stand herself
And never could
She was never strong
Nor happy
And always alone
She picked up the blade
And made one last slit
Now she’s gone
And I’m left sitting alone

B.C.