One day she will stop breathing

And cease to be no more

For this girl is already on deaths door

 

Shes like a carcass
Withering 

Aged beyond belief

 

 One day she will stop
Her fire quenched

Her soul  bleeding out
On tattered floor boards

 

She clenches onto her knife
Its her key

It lets her in
Through deaths door

 

Time ticks by
Shes ready
She doesn't want to be
She wants to cease no more
 

So her soul leaks out
And drips through tattered floor boards