claws cut deep

opening wounds

see the blood begin to seep

from the arm of the lost one

see the blade

slice along the wrist

the flesh cut

see the blood trickle

down the arms of the pitied one

the hated one

see her fall

her own blood her cushion

hear her scream

pain

hate

rage

she hates you

as you hated her

she's leaving now

the ambulance was too late

she's gone

forever

just what you wanted

never see her again

she is free now

free from the torture

of not fitting in

not being good enough

not being like you