She lies in warm blood,
her nightmare finally going
away.
As her eyes dilate,
and her lips turn
cold.
Her hair drenched in crimson.
Her last ragged breathe,
Her final cry for
Help,
Melts into the pale night
sky.
Her only friend lies next to her,
a sliver of cold, harsh
steel.
A plunge through her broken heart,
Her vessel of escape,
to end all the
pain.
No ones there to stop her,
no one to tell her she
mattered.
No ones there to love her,
No ones there to
care.
Her life an abyss of
dark matter.
Full of lies, dishonesty,
and a broken heart.
Sirens screech
and shattered the silence
and the pallid scene of despair.
alerting to all,
the final plight of a
broken girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem