There was a girl, that
would sit on the roof
of her home in a state
of euphoria as the
skies cryed.
And i would watch
intently as she became
drencehed in the tears
of god, that cleaned
her of the cruel words
people spat at her.
Any everytime, the
blood would run from
her wrists, removing
any evidence of the
blade she had taken to
her own skin.
2 weeks later i was
awoken in the night, by
sirens singing to the
darkness, the song of
death.
And so i stumbled out
of bed, to the window,
only to see the girl
lying motionless in a
pool of red.
I imagined her, falling
through the sky, like
an angel, in a state of
grace, and thought...
If only the rain had
been strong enough to
penetrate her head,
and kill her demons
that hid in her mind,
Maybe,
she wouldn't have jumped.
aqsa.s