Dead
Minds as well just say she is gone.
Just say she isn’t breathing any longer,
Goodbye.
Nobody will care anyways.
Why should it matter that she has nothing left?
Beauty is nothing without the pain,
And she had plenty of pain,
Though still there was no beauty.
At least in the eyes of her own.
She will just scream on the inside,
“I won’t be home ever again!”
They wouldn’t care whether or not it was aloud anyways.
A soft whisper will precede in her head telling her,
“Leave this place. Just runaway from life.
You don’t matter and never shall.
Take the rope and hang.
Gun to temple, pull the trigger.
Over dose on the sleeping pills,
Then you can sleep forever.
Don’t you remember how you felt last night,
As you closed your eyelids,
You felt nothing.
So much of nothing that you don’t even remember it.
So, go, off yourself right here.
My dearest, nobody will even notice,
You’re gone.”
Goodbye.
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