Fallen Angel slips again,
sinking through the dirt,
paperdoll cuts herself,
she loves it cuz it hurts.
She is crying now, without you, bound, tied, and gagged. Her eyes are full of tears, her mouth is full of blood. This is her end. This is the last chance.
She steps back, the girl, the child, the no one. She takes in her hands your heart, beating, bleeding, pulsating. This is her death waiting. Now she’s debating.
She could end this all. Never cry again, never try again, never lie again. She’s falls to the ground, she’s bleeding, and broken. She’s choking.
She cries out your name again. This is her last chance. She screams and holds her hands against the wound, please come back soon.
She’s helpless, down there on the floor…she’s fallen and she’s sinking farther into void. This is her only choice.
She crawls to the blade that is her drug bust for her blood lust, she breaks open the skin and the scars. She presses hard.
She cries out once last time. Well she tried. Her scream faded to a whisper of your name.
“she” was never claimed.