She thought of all she faced.
Considered her life as a waste.
Staring at the trenchant knife,
She wanted to end her own life.

Non- stop tears across her cheeks.
She felt pain for weeks and weeks.
Peculiar whisperings, weird stares.
Loud laughter that brought her to tears.

She couldn't identify what she did
To be hit by all this wind.
She'd consistently cut herself deep.
Looking at the scar, she'd painfully weep.

Time arrived to cross paths.
But invisible ropes tied both hands.
Fighting to be free,
Scenes replay from her mind's DVD.

Unable to pick the object.
Her hands; strongly kept.
Gave up all the deadly thoughts.
Even though that was all she wants.

A/N: Just wanted y'all to know that the above picture isn't mine so all credits go to the owner! (who BTW I don't know lol) Enjoy!
~K