The Loss In Their Hands.

I break the hold, Im home ward bound
theres no one here to stop my sound
the knife slips,as they try to save
she didnt mean to leave this way
her bloody body, lie lifeless on the floor
the tears they fly,like a waterfall
they regret not being their
and ignoring her crys
but now all thats left is pitty sighs
She blames them all
for her ungraceful fall
the darkness claimed her
and now will take her for the rest of eternity
she sits and weepery, good by Sarah Elizabeth
how we will miss you so much
for no one will forget...your tear socken touch