The Lock Is Always Locked Upon The Door

Crying in her room,
She will kill herself slowly.
Tearing her insides out,
She's killing herself for all to see.

She hasn’t been happy in years,
But what do you expect living a life full of fears.
Parents screaming, brothers fighting,
The lock is always locked upon the door,
Upon the door she is dying.

Her life is headed down the wrong path,
She's copying her brothers.
Skipping school and smoking weed,
She's turning into her brothers.
Brothers and friends always locked up,
She is getting fed up.
She fell in love with her brother’s friend,
His name is Travis Wayne Wilkinson.
He's making her happier then ever,
She stays with him forever.
He gets locked up for a little while,
Now she doesn’t show a smile.
Upon the locked door she will kill herself,
Nor slow or fast.
Self destructive, and crying,
The past comes back to haunt her.
Sadness fills the room,
Hating her life and wanting to die.
If she had a gun people would hear it go boom.
Sleeping the days away, there’s nothing else to do.
She stares at the ceiling, telling him I love you.

The lock is always locked upon the door,
Upon the door she is crying.
Tearing her insides out for all to see,
Upon the door she is dying.

By alena stout
Published: 9/1/2007
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