and she didn't appreciate him..

So many times, we see a person hurting but don't even realize it.

Standing here with my wrists bleeding, longing for death, but I have a heart still beating.

Alone in her mind,

people all around.

She stood so tall,

Yet fell to the ground.

She's blind to the world,

and her mind is sick,

But her heart still beats

as the clock continues to tick.

The power of the mind

is the weakest excuse.

Though the will to stop it,

Is of no use.

Author's Note

It's short, I know. Get over it.