the girl

The girl sat alone and bled. So many tears did she shed. She didnt really want to die, she thought again as she cried. She looked at the razor on the floor, and up to the locked, bathroom door. its done now, no going back, as she slumped and fell and slacked. The blood was warm against her skin so much for god, to belive in. He would have come to me by now but hell it is, i still dont know how I havent sinned or been bad iv just been down, alittle sad. she smiled abit to think of the past the lose the love that didnt last. 15 years old and already done, its far to soon, thats far to young.