Dead

She's drowning in this.

This thing you call life.

Her life is nothing.

The pain grows each and every day.

Her blood is ice now.

Her eyes won't cry no more tears.

Her heart will never beat again.

You all stuck up your noses.

No one listened to her.

Her cuts on her arm told them all they needed to know.

Her life is over and yet no one cares.

No one loved her.

She felt so alone.

So tired of all of them.

So tired of the tear stains on her pillow.

So tired of the blood.

So now she's gone.

Gone forever.