as she sits in the corner,
hand full of blood.
as the razor falls to the floor,
she shuts the door,
so no one can hear her screams.
she keeps on cutting,
going futher up the arm,
she has no clue what shes about to harm

she gets to the neck,
counts
1....
2...
3....
and with one excruciating slit to the neck,
she lies on the floor.
theres blood on the ground,
and no one heard a sound