Blood dripping,
On the ground,
Crimson-red liquid,
Freely flowing,
From the open wound,
In her wrists,
Mixed emotions flooding her mind,
Guilt and regrets,
How she wished that an imposible thing
Will happen,
Like someone will save her or atleast,
Someone inspired her to live,
But nobody was there,
No hand to hold,
No shoulder to lean on,
No one will wipe her tears,
All she ever wished,
Is to find serenity and peace,
Which she cannot find,
Because of her chaotic mind,
So she let them take over her,
She absorbed their screams and shouts,
Their angry voices,
The voices from her head,
Which lead to her wish,
To death and peace.

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