Cut To Deep Poem by Jess

Blood dripping from her wrist
Trying to remember why she slit
Cold tears slowly fall from her broken eyes
Why is she always wanting to die

She doesn't deserve to live this sad life
Her heart has been broken to many times
Depression has overcome her happiness
The life in her is dying

She crys herself to sleep each night
She awakes each morning
Hoping she had died in her sleep
Cause her days get worse by the minute

Her wrist is covered in crimson red blood
She Can not breath
Her sad life flashes before her eyes
And she Dies
She had cut too deep for the very last time