Her Act of Desperation

In a cold dark room
Stands a girl with teary eyes
Holding a blade to her wrist
She knows they'll never say goodbye

All the memories that she recalls
Of love and dancing in the rain
Have been consumed entirely
By her soul darkening pain

As she stands and stares
At the blade held to her wrist
She feels that there's no turning back
In a moment such as this

She puts her final thoughts on paper
And wishes them all to hell
She pulls the blade across her wrist
An ending to her story for us to tell