Blood is pouring down like rain.
Slicing through the hurt and pain.
It wasn’t supposed to end like this
With silent tears running down her face.
Darkness is calm and comforting.
Oblivion her final goal.
Sorrow in the eyes of those who love her.
Teardrops falling on her hand.
A need to survive is overwhelming
Waking up a painful relief.
She squeezes the hand holding hers.
Sunshine breaking though the grief.
~Lindsay
