She cuts her wrists so beautifully, <br />Right to the bone, <br />She does this each and every night, <br />When she's all alone. <br />No one understands her, <br />Not even her friends, <br />She has no one to talk to, <br />She wants it all to just end. <br /> <br />Her pain hides behind the smiles, <br />And the dark make up she wears <br />She feels life has no point, <br />And that no one cares, <br /> <br />She goes to sleep each night, <br />Praying, that tomorrow all the pain and sorrow will be gone, <br />Tears stream down her face, <br />She tries so hard to be strong <br /> <br />Then this one fatal night, <br />They find her hanging from a tree, <br />I think shes happy now, <br />because she has finally been set free from all her pain and misery.<br /><br />Brie Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautiful-disaster-4/
