deafening silence

She feels like she's falling

She wants to be alone

For help she was calling

Her heart, heavy as stone

Her eyes dripping tears

Thinking there's nothing left

She's reliving her tears

She wants to be blessed

Her best friend's a razor

She closes the blinds

Writes her thoughts down on paper

And fills all the lines

The razor cuts deep

The music blares loud

She lays there and weeps

She does as she's vowed

As she takes her last breath

She seems to be saved

She welcomed death

But death was just grazed

Now she's alive

She had been at her worst

She had been revived

She was no longer cursed