A Young Girl

A young girl lost in a sea of people and an ocean of heartache. The confusion plaguing her troubled mind and poisoning heart with anger had finally flooded over her entire being. All she could think of was the hatred building up behind those deep blue eyes and that fictitious smile. Pretending all the while that she is content with the life she despises. Dancing outside the suicide room, reluctant to enter. But running through the door of drugs, like a kid in a candy store. Desperately searching for an escape from the chaos dominating her life, but only finding temporary relief from her anguish. Everyday she waits patiently for someone to rescue her from the pain that is eating away at her insides. As each day passes by, she slowly loses her faith that she will ever escape. Night after night, she lays awake consuming more and more pills than the night before, praying for a way out. Years go by with no relief, and the young girl has lost all faith. As she lays awake for the last time, she smiles her fake smile, and flashes those deep blue eyes, and her prayer was finally answered with a simple pull of the trigger. She escaped.