Tragic Tale.

Lay in the dark,
Scream at the Earth.
Heaven knows that everything gets worse.
Cry in the night,
Stay in fright.
For all we know,
We've lost our right.
Stare in the mirror,
Hate your face.
Everyone knows,
You're a waste of space.
Breathe a little less.
Die a little more.
Just because,
Daddy called you a whore.
They all thinks it's true,
Because of me and you.
We're two sides, incomplete.
Bloodstained wrist.
Another blade spent.
Another drop to ease the pain.
Yet more and more,
All feel the damned same.
One last cut.
One last breath.
Ends the tragic tale,
That hasn't ended yet.