Who she wanted to be

can no longer be achieved

the truth, the lies, the end

denial, mistrust, suicide

The blade and the girl

The one torn between life or death

Past, present, future

all haunt her

Silver eyes dripping dew

The chains have rusted

Nothing will be keeping here soon

The light glimmers telling her to stay

The trechery of her life

Stabs at her

She knows better than to die

Who knows what could come of her life

The distraught she is enduring

Could it change her life for the better?

Planting hope in the place of despair

She spares her own life