It begins: her last day on earth
The morn she takes to heaven
A life withered to no worth
She contemplates yet again
Is this the end to her sorrow,
Can she leave the reeling world behind,
Is she sure of no brighter tomorrow,
Or has the hurt marred her blind?
This path she paved in recklessness
Striding on until the dead end
And anger for years repressed
In death to it will she tend
Her footprints mark the carpet
She knows she will die alone
The tear drops fall cold and wet
As fear chills her to the bone
Her thoughts swirl like fog and mist
She wonders if anyone would care
Will her quiet existence be missed,
Will just one lend her a prayer?
She faintly remembers what
Brought laughter from within
Her heart has long forgot
The whirlwind that joy brings
Her eyes search skies numerous times
For the presence of an Almighty Saviour
That heavenly ladder shall she climb
To question why He didn't save her
And him, the one she lived for
She wanted so much to stay
The boy whose touch she craved for
Seemed too strong to give away
But they have torn and tattered
He no longer shares her pain
Soft eyes reveal she is battered
She will be gone and he will be the same
Nor mother, nor father to fret
Nor the warmth of her kin
Consumed in loneliness like a blanket
Prepared to commit her final sin
Brick by brick, each one had crashed
Her silver spider web dreams
That cruel rain and wind had lashed
To leave a haunting requiem
She looks around the mess she made
Invisible sewage of a worn-out life
Reason and rationality have long strayed
One question: the noose or the knife?
Enchambered in her desolate thoughts
Her cowardice and fear drain
So years of living vainly fought
Now end in a whip of joyous pain
The blinds are closed as are her eyes
The blade of death at her throat
"Goodbye" her mind in relief sighs
In peace her soul will float
And a knock, just one, before it burst
There he stands before her in tears
The only one who quenched her thirst
The man who blew away her fears
Dear love, your time has passed
Too late for your apologies
She swipes across the vein at last
For her fragile life must softly flee
He is not weak, he holds her at once
She struggles to free his clasp
Gentle as a feather she becomes
As she crumbles in his warm grasp
Her blood like a scarlet river
She spills upon his saving arms
The past escapes in a shiver
His presence like a soothing balm
He swears to God he shall protect
This beautiful girl from pain
He prays to God this life so wrecked
He can build back up again
You can see her by the setting sun
The scars still etch her skin
And many more invisible ones
That pierced her from within
You can see her smile in wisdom
And grace the years have brought
Her smile, the fruit of her freedom
From a tiresome battle fought
