Screw Up Poem by Savannah VokinsNoyes

Such a screw up, so alone.
Emotions held, like earth under snow.
Tears falling like spring rain, wondering when she can live again.
Feeling useless and upset, death taking her she will let.
Sliding the blade nice and deep, blood on the ground beginning to seep.
Laying on the floor beside the bed, migraine pounding in her head.
Feeling lost and so afraid, that her heart might beat again.
Wanting to die and be forgotten, body burned instead of rotten.
Body burned for she has sinned, ashes blown away in the wind.
Soul still wandering the earth at night, trying to make her death seem right.
Soul on earth, ashes to the wind, life still wrong.
Screw up again.