Back against the wall slowly slipping to the floor
Head between her knees she can’t take it any more
Tears began to roll like water rushing from a stream
She clenched her fist and silently began to scream.
Darkness all around, solitary figure in the room
She sat in the corner like a butterfly trapped in a cocoon.
She was way too pretty and much too depressed.
They always saw her beauty but completely overlooked the mess.
Blade to her wrist, she slowly starts to bleed.
The pain emerges; an everyday feel.
Another dreary day, everything again so glum
All she wanted was just to be numb.
What did she do, where did she go wrong?
Why did no-one know that she was always so down?
The pain’s in her eyes, but it goes unnoticed.
She could run away ‘cause she knows she won’t be missed
So many questions, she still needed to answer.
Why is everything never right for her?
Why all this pain and strife to endure?
Her life a storm – this constant downpour?
Death an only option, a way to escape
To be free from the misery, her life’s a mistake.
Pills in her hand as she lies on her bed.
She closes her eyes, with just one thought in her head…….
Copyright © Sasha Maharaj