Body Bag
She sits alone just about cry
With a blade in her hand
It's taking all her might just not
to try
To slit her wrist and say
goodbye
As she writes a letter all we see
Is a long list of apologizes
She wants the pain to cease to
be
Yet it only seems to lower her
to her knees
"I'm sorry Mother, I'm sorry
sister, forgive me"
As the red pours out of her
pale body
She realizes its not deep
enough and wants this to be a
tragedy
"Will I be missed or even cried
over?"
Brick by brick her wall starts to
break
With the knife to her neck she
is sealing her fate
Her mom comes barging in but
it is to late
The sad little girl has added to
the suicide rate
Her mother falls to her knees
and screams why
Her sisters come in and start to
cry
They can't do anything she is
already gone yet they still try
They zip her body bag and she
drifts away
She didn't know if there could
be a better day
She regrets her decision yet
can't go back
Her family is broken because
its her they lack
Copyright © Hidden Writer | Year Posted 2013
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