She took the blade to her wrist
shaking and crying, cold and dying
a liittle gash,tweak and twist
No more deception, pain and lying.
Sliding down the wall, hitting the floor
she, spoke,murmered a little bit
asking for someone to adore
to rescue her from this pit

He ran fast now, down the corridor
He was faster than before
Now knowing what a heart is for
He stumbled quickly into the door
He stopped, blinked and sighed
Looking at her naked there
Stains on cheek from where she cried
Her breasts exposed rash and bare

She's shocked by him
Surely she has seen him before
The lights were dim
eyeng for a glimpse of more
The blade slowely peircing the skin
she closes her eyes again
the pain rises as it tares in
Looking for answers in him

He asks her softly to wait
Looking at the pain in her face
Hoping this wasn't to late
Still scared just incase
"I love you, you know"
Slowly speaking those words
"I can't let you go"
As he edges forwards

She flinches and finishes
with a gash in her wrist
Never heard words like his
Comfort's what she's missed
Maybe life is worth living
Maybe it's worth the comotion
As her doubts are having
A post suicide notion