• Dying to live
    Wanting to die
    Wants it badly
    Needs it inside

    Eyes go weary
    Face turns pale
    Mind going crazy
    From her horrid tales

    All doors closed
    No windows open
    Searching for peace
    In a life that is broken

    Wishing of the days
    She was happy and at home
    With that special person
    And not all alone

    Walking in her darkness
    She sees a small crack
    A window slightly broken
    Stopping in her tracks

    With full force she hits
    Shattering the glass
    She stares in shock
    To let the moments pass

    A light shines in
    Glowing on her face
    She sees a new beginning
    Past starting to erase

    Climbing out the space
    Leaving but a stain
    From the glass that was sharp
    But in her hand was no pain