morning broke

As Morning broke once again She found her self no different Except from her wrists she bled The spiral from which she immersed Was this the ignorance from her surroundings? In which came upon her like a curse Her pain was leaving with out tears A silent cry Which no one hears She feels too weak to stand Her knees given She falls so quickly to the sand The tiny waves rush to her face As a child she hide her problems in this place She can feel her heart slow down to rest No one tried to see The pain was buried too deep with in her chest She can’t help her staggered breath She hopes people will understand That she had nothing left Now she knows she needs to hold her self above her eyes With her dieing breath One last tear she cries