• The knifes nearly blunt its touched too much skin,
    the scars and the cuts are too deep in,
    and one last cut is all she needs,
    her lifeless wrist starts to bleed
    the slit is over the top, far too deep,
    she falls into a uncontrolled sleep.

    They found her the very next day,
    in the downstairs hallway,
    laying in a pool of scarlet red,
    that young girl was without doubt dead,
    in her hand she held a knife,
    and for her love she sacraficed her life.