She's Already Dead
It's a poem about death I suppose…kind of emo I suppose…Please comment =]
She walks alone
She clasps her hands
She sheds a tear
Alone she stands
No one gets her, no one cares
she knows that, no one's even aware
of the things, she feels inside
the best of her, has long died
In her room, she lies alone
she screams out loud, but no one's home
the light burns out, and fades to black
just like her heart; it's love it lacks
She rips through the pain, with a jagged edge
It warms her up, it cools her down
the one escape she has found.
she went too far,
she pressed too hard,
down the wrong path,
along her scars
She bleeds too much, and gets faint
The floor gets a new coat of paint
She clasps her hands
She sheds a tear
Alone she stands
No one gets her, no one cares
she knows that, no one's even aware
of the things, she feels inside
the best of her, has long died
In her room, she lies alone
she screams out loud, but no one's home
the light burns out, and fades to black
just like her heart; it's love it lacks
She rips through the pain, with a jagged edge
It warms her up, it cools her down
the one escape she has found.
she went too far,
she pressed too hard,
down the wrong path,
along her scars
She bleeds too much, and gets faint
The floor gets a new coat of paint
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