Her Suicide

As the blade slices,
the baby cries.

As the blood pours from a slim wrist,
a life gets kissed goodbye.

Drenched in tears,
and drowning in secrets,
the girl was left to die.

She pondered her life.
It wasn't bad,
but it wasn't good.

She could have done better,
could have tried harder.

She didn't have to go,
she could still hold on.

But there was no point,
she just isn't needed.
She could easily see that.

As she sliced for the last time,
she held back her tears,
knowing that there was no need to cry,
at least not anymore.

She was done with life.
It was finally time to let her secrets go,
to let the world realize there was a frown behind that smile,
and a girl, once so beautiful, hurting inside.