Once upon a time....
There was a girl.
She saw visions of the future,
People who died.
She was never in any of them.
Once upon a time...
She could also see the past,
She saw her friends die all over again
In their previous lives.
Once upon a time...
People wondered why she was broken,
I mean she had EVERYTHING she needed.
Once upon a time....
She had to fight the voices in her head yelling at her,
Telling her that the blade could easily end the pain.
Once upon a time...
She held the blade,
But couldn't come close to her heart.
Slowly the blade came closer as the years passed....
Once upon a time....
She couldn't bring it to kill herself, 
Not yet.
She'd carried the pain alone. 
Once upon a time...
The pain was over filling
And silent words filled her head.
As the preacher man declare he was dead.
Once upon a time...
Her bloody body layed on the floor, 
Marks of devil, 
No more.
A letter that remained in her hand,
Resting on her heart.
Inside, saying
"The broken heart that the world had forgot"
Once upon a time...
She was dead,
Gone,
No more.
Nobody cared enough to ever love her.
The walls she built.
She never wanted to make a single bruise on their souls.
So when she died,
She was left for the cold.