Fading Life
Her skin had become the canvas for the unmarked pain
The color of red dripping across her wrists covering that of a tears stain
Losing sight of everything she has lived for
Standing there knocking on deaths door
Begging pleading for him to let her in
Stating her heart can’t stay in this world of mortal sin
The fact is she had been feeling this way for a while
And no one noticed in her phase of denial
She stood there each day in front of the the people who said they cared
Slowly fading away as they just watched and stared
Standing there watching her as she pushed herself beyond her limits
Everyone preaches rules that no one implements
All it took was for one inconvenience to the higher power
And now her strength is what must tower
When she stood there and tried to talk
Her feelings is what they all would mock
When it became to much for her to bare
They all stood there with a confused glare
They stated she never had mentioned it
And now at their table is an empty place to sit
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