She picks up her phone
She just wants to hear his voice one last time
Wants him to know how much she loves him
Wants him to understand why she has to do it
He doesn't pick up the phone so she picks up the razor
She can't take all the hate anymore
She slices one cut for every name she was called
For every punch she got, for all the hurt she received
She wishes he would call to save her before it is too late
Before she knew it she went too deep
She hit the vein and it was finally all over
The last thing she heard was a ringtone...
His ringtone.....