SUICIDE GIRL

Slowly, she's fading ,
Disappearing into oblivion,
Vanishing out of sights.

Her heart's pierced by a thousand arrows of sorrow and horrors too heavy to bear or share.

It's not a story you see everyday,
Her's is just a story like any other,
Only that it'll soon be forgotten and no one will remember she was ever here.

Drowning in a pool of her own thoughts,
Lost from the world of mortal men,
She's gradually dying,
In a slow and painless way,
No one knows.

But like a caterpillar, she'll soon emerge again and no one will notice she was ever gone.
The suicide girl kills herself and comes back alive.

A/N: All the poems in this book are mine.