She lies there
So beautiful
So peaceful
Nobody would call for her
Not while she was in the tub
The music loud
Almost too loud
It sounded more like incessant banging
But she didn't mind
And didn't care if others did
Warm water up to her chest
Only getting colder
She's been in there for an hour
Or two
When usually she only stays for half
Her family,
Beginning to worry,
Bangs on the door
They wonder if they got a response
And just couldn't here it
But no
The girl said nothing
So the family enters
To a sight of pure
Horror.
I look past the deep
Bleeding cut
That goes long ways down her arm
Past the old scars,
Already a pale white,
That cross her arm
And I look at the family
Their faces
Their eyes
Not full of tears
But shock
And it occurs to me
That I am her
And she
Is me.