The Gory Story Of Ella May

The gory life of Ella May
She tried to wish her pain away
The feeling of sadness tore her apart
She hated her life right from the start
She cut her wrists and watched them bleed
All the way ‘til her soul was freed
The tears she cried were crimson red
She constantly wished that she was dead
She tried various ways to end her life
But in the end she turned to the knife
The loved the blade close to her skin
The sight of her blood trickling
She took a blade and sliced her arms
She never flinched she just stayed calm
She gave to the world what it gave her
Absolutely nothing but her drunken mother
She lay on the floor bleeding to death
Her heartbeats decreasing there’s not long left
She starts to feel faint and her eye sights unclear
She can feel it coming death is near
The scarlet puddle and note on the floor
Will be all that’s left when she is no more
She doesn’t even try to gasp for air
She cannot breath and she doesn’t care
She can no longer see and her pulse is down
Her eyes are like balls pure white and round
As young Ella May lays there dead
Her face holds not a frown but a smile instead…