For a story

Tears of crimson flows
Red liquid running down the arm
The ground covered in red snow
She lay there dead
One hand on her charm
The other on a note that read:
"Silently I weep
Tears unseen
I cry myself to sleep
Memories once forgotten now haunt my dreams
I wake in the night with a fright.

A heart that cries in pain
Eyes that are hollow
Someone who cries in the rain
I wonder how much more pain I can swallow"

A girls dead so young over love
Family members weep
Her friend's can no longer sleep
We morn the loss
Of a soul that was lost
Hoping she finds her way
She never knew the cost,
Of the sacrifice she made today.