The days are beginning to fade to night
Time is running thin
She scrambles trying to save her soul
To rid the sin within.
Tidy up the broken glass
And shards of broken dreams
Gathered together in a box
Now busting at the seams
Smiles no longer cross her face
To beauty she is blind
Barely making day to day
Already lost her mind
The world was cruel to her soul
Mind and body crushed and used
Turned off her humanity
No longer amused
Praying daily for the pain to end
For precious sleep to come
A single blade run across her vein
Will to her life succumb

May 1, 2016