She walks the streets with no one but the rain.
Utter loneliness and absolute pain.
Little to do but a lot already done.
Small way to walk, a long way to run.
Bloodshed eyes, depressed look.
A very tragically ended book.
But has she run out of pages? Or run out of ink?
Tears overpowering every blink.
Any reason to be alive?
Any reason to live?
Thinking it over but no. Nothing.
Where is he? Where is Death?
Why doesn’t he come and knock out her breath?
There’s no hope. Her chances too tight.
Run out of reasons to continue the fight.
Voices in her mind.
Driving her blind.
No place for her kind.
She’s abandoned and left to find…
A place in this world.
She remembers those good days.
The ones that have been erased.
The ones that still make her broken heart rip.
Just faded memories for her to keep.
But there is a rainbow after every rain.
A joy after every pain.
But no colour can make her world bright.
All she sees is just plain black and white.
She’s broken her wings, she flies no more.
She’s dead, dead to the core.
With a heart still beating. Thump thump thump.
She tumbles over every little bump.
Tears blur her lifeless eyes.
Why can’t she melt like the ice?
She wants to go home? But where to go?
She has no destination, no boat to row.
Voices in her mind
Driving her blind.
No place for her kind.
She’s abandoned and left to find…
A place in this world.
Mrs Porn Bear Community Member 
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