Too Late

She tries to block everything out Sitting waiting to be called She refuses to think If she did she would be appalled So why is she doing this to herself? Testing how far she can force If she just knew the answer She will never show her remorse She cries herself to sleep at night She dreams of slitting her wrists She wakes with a jump What has she missed? She stands in the middle of the room Wondering why she’s such a flunk It’s dark around her and inside her Her heart has completely sunk Black is the colour that describes her But she doesn’t want anyone to know She dresses like a slut Not much left to show Most people know what she’s like She’s a dangerous girl She’ll do anything Just tell her to give it a whirl She thought she was having fun And it looked cool at first Now she just wants to end this There is nothing worse She stands with that blade And starts to pull it deeper then ever She doesn’t want to survive this Her veins she tries to sever Lying on her bedroom floor She remembers everything All the good and the bad It all starts to sing She wants to go back But she’s to far gone Her wrists are bursting crimson No one will find her til dawn Too late to save her Too late for her anyway Too late for anyone to help Too late, everyone will pay