LilyPhillips

The splatter of red Like paint on the wall In her hand the brutal weapon Smoking from the recent fire Through her temple And straight back out The bullet did travel Bringing her to self-demise Her thoughts fade away To the darkness She succumbed Quieted forever more With her body A note was found She clutched it Holding on for dear life Her mother was gone Only her sister she could trust But in the end It all proved to be too much Daddy hurt her Mommy died Sister was taken And she was left to die Foster care was torture Growing up to hear fighting Screams from the next room Reminds her of the of darkest nights Sc

Why does the world seem so dark, Yet the sun shines brightly to everything else. Why am I in a pit of hell, When life makes a sounding pulse. I cannot admit to the fact That life is full of color, Because I have forgotten time, and the world is a bit smaller. What happened to my memories? What happened to my happiness? Why am I sad? Why do I cry tears of blood? Why can't I soothe my dreams? Why can't I feel my soul? I sit in a dark room, Brooding what to do next. I cannot tell you why, I just do not know. I only remember times of sadness, and times of madness. I can never feel happiness, For I cry tears of my soul. I no