Has no one yet told her?
They've cut off a limb?
Screamed for mercy..for relief..
Make it end!  so they did.

An injury of flesh
A deep **** long ago.
No mending, nor cleaning
Only concealed not to show.

Who cares? she thought..
Everyone bleeds.
Who is there? she thought..
Better nobody sees.  

And smile, she did
Moving through each pain.
Alone she hid  
If they knew, its the same.

The poison set in
Quiet as death one day.
She looked, blinked twice
And she knew she can't stay.

For the injury now infected
Moved poison through her blood.
All her silence, the despair
Consuming, as a flood..

And then it no longer mattered
How things would look.
The surgeons could see she was dying
Would be her last breath that she took..

Quickly they worked
No more time now to waste..
Better to live a life altered
Than lose all hope and grace.

But has no one yet told her?
They've cut off a limb.
Screamed for mercy..  For relief..
Make it end!  so they did.