Angel

Don't know why I wrote this. Staying up late and listening to too many Blue October songs i guess :)

 

She lay on the bathroom floor

Wrists bleeding and arms numb

She can’t make sense of anything

Only that her wrists sting badly

And that the tile is turning red due to the blood flowing from her open wounds

She didn’t know why she did it

She was never one to self inflict

But she couldn’t help it

She just couldn’t take it

So, here she was now

Laying in a crumpled heap on the tile

Crying and bleeding, wondering where that guardian angel was

Praying to god for the pain to stop

For everything to end.

Her prayers were never answered

The pain got worse

And she soon found herself completely numb

Just laying there,

With no one to help her

So she drifted into the darkness that was beckoning her

And dreamt of her Angel.

Author's Note

Any thing gramatically wrong, just ignore. Not the greatest at grammer....