This Is The End. Poem by Tori Bevins

A locked door
A note on the floor
A razor so sharp and clean
' this one is for you being so mean' she says
She closes her eyes
She's ready for the sacrifice
Although, this shouldn't come as a surprise
The cut was made.
Excruciating pain
'the end is soon' she says
As she slowly starts to think about the days.
The days when she had hope.
The days when she wasn't completely broken inside.
She's reconsidering
But the room is already spinning.
Before the hits the door,
She's hoping someone would burst through the door

~there goes daddy's little princess. And mommys angel~