Day after Day after Day
Countless hours of tears
Countless hours of hopelessnes

These are my torments

A broken heart that's never healed
Scars are red and bleeding
Everythings falling on top of me
Again and again and again


A shot is fired
A soul is lost
The pain of endless emptiness 
Nawing at her insides


The blade runs across the skin
Leaving a trail of blood and ink
Never given the chance to heal
A once happy girl 
Gave in to the voices


That's what they all say
Never knowing who to believe
Her friends 
Or Herself
She chooses the voices that want her to die


Death has overcome
The voices have won
Pale and lifeless 
She lays there unmoving
The soul has run trying to hide
Her eternal bed forever more


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