She spoke like the darkness was a part of her
The apathetic girl with the razor
Razor sadness destroyed her flesh for years
Years felt like an endless loop of tears
The days swallowed her as the ocean swallows our fears
Fearful of the immensity of the world
A world without her felt serene
As serenity was being alone
Lonely in thoughts possessing our mind
Suicide lay outside the door
Dormant fizzling anger
Angry at the lies she must tell to keep her secrets locked away
Insomniatic from nightmares crumbling her sanity
Decaying beauty wrapped in a façade
Death traced her footsteps in the shadows
Dissociated from reality
Thieves in the night steal her last smile
She lies paralyzed by the darkness
Judging eyes ponder her lack of essence
No sense of purpose
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