One girls problems

Anticipation,
Runs through her veins,
As the blood pours out,
Her wrists.

All it takes is,
A simple razor,
And a broken heart,
To solve one girls problem.

She had no one,
To say goodbye to,
No one to miss her,
No one to stop her.

All it takes is,
A simple razor,
And a broken heart,
To solve one girls problem.

As she lays on the ground,
Her blood slowly stops pouring,
Her eyes slowly close for the last time,
All her problems flashed before her eyes.

All it takes is,
A simple razor,
And a broken heart,
To solve one girls problem.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009