The Girl

Sitting on the edge
Of a virgin-white bed
A pale bodied girl
With soft pink flesh

Music plays distantly
The prick of a blade
A smile as she
Watches flowers bloom

Droplets on white sheets
Staining more than cloth
Fearing the thoughts
Being afraid of her mind

Make up melts in tears
And hands shake coldly
Wishing to be alone
For all of forever