Oh
so miserable
One day her life turned dull
And the headache never left her skull
And she was truly an utterly miserable
and no one knew that her pain was so horrible
When a blade turns into her best friend
and her heart is too broken to mend
and the red lines become her trend
her pain becomes too hard for her to attend
When she's heading towards the finish line
and her blood smells like red wine
and her sweat drips down her jaw line
that'll be the last time she sees any sunshine
Amy x
