Liquid

A single drop falls to the floor

And she wishes she wasn’t herself anymore

She wishes she was dead

Or at least in someone else’s head

But she doesn’t believe that dreams come true

Not after all that she’s been through

Self hatred slowly eats at her soul

The evil around her has finally taken its toll

All she wants is an end to the pain

That surrounds her, slowly, driving her insane

The darkness is everywhere; coming in from all sides

And slowly, so slowly, another drop slides

She stares at the liquid, knowing she’s dead

And knowing that blood isn’t all that she’s bled

A/N: Again, depressing. Sorry, I must have been depressed. Oh, well, hope you enjoyed it.

Luv ya,

Tashi :)