The End

She lays down in her bed and cries Don't want to live, don't want to die She just does not want to feel The pain inside which does not heal She writes a letter of goodbye And counts the many ways to die A rope around her neck will do A bottle of pills- that can work too. She cuts herself to hide the pain It feels so good, she cuts again She cuts deeper, then she cut once more She starts to bleed out on the floor She's falling into the unknown deep She's slipping into eternal sleep It's sad she only feel alive In the last few moments of her life.