My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia

Tombstone

Glass shattered on the ground ,

Spreading out and all around,

Different pieces of sharp shards,

Each one telling us who we are,

One shard can make you bleed,

Maybe that's what you'll need,

To make the pain go away,

And never bring back another day,

There's a life hidden within,

She hides it so dearly in her hands,

She wants to put everything to an end,

But she has to run,

Run away from the upcoming one,

The girl can see you,

She doesn't know where she's at,

The girl is like a bat,

She runs till she out of breathe,

Only turning around to see a girl,

Standing so lonely in the hustling wind,

The glass remains shattered,

Spread out all around,

Every piece given a meaning,

While her moon is still beaming,

The girl comes closer,

She says her prayer,

Knowing she might not live much longer,

As the clock ticks by,

She can't say anymore lies,

But she kneels down and cries,

Begging the girl not to kill,

But she holds the knife so tightly,

Raising it up into the air,

She no longer wants to play this game of dare,

The girl slammed it down into the girl,

As suddenly she appears back in the shattered glass,

Glass all shattered all around,

Spread out all over the ground,

She appears so still and hopeless,

On the ground,

Sprinkled with glass,

Has finally found her tomb,

As the other girl writes her tombstone,

And they both conjoined together,

Making one,

As they both live happily never after

Yukki666