Artist

                         Artist

            There once was a girl who liked to draw,

            It took away the pain the saw,

            She thought the memories wouldn't last,

            Just scarred thoughts from the past,

            With every touch she was reminded,

            Of the pain she kept inside,

            Till the day she couldn't forget.

            She took a knife into the shower,

            This was to be the final hour,

            She felt the cold metal against her skin,

            Her freedom would now begin,

            The sweet release wasn't enough,

            The thought was too tough,

            If it ended now he would win,

            And so her life shall begin.

Author's Note

Serious topic even if its not well written