Sweet Insanity

All these friendships have been wasted
In the tears that she has tasted
And nothing ever seems quite right
When she is all alone at night

The bathtub’s overflowing
Her breath is almost going
Her face is underwater
And her eyes are squeezed up tight

The only thing that stops her
And keeps her holding on
Is the thought of her own mother
Finding her child dead and gone

She lifts her face above the water
And takes a long, deep breath
She starts to cry and covers her face
She was so close to death

A sweet pink tub with fluffy bubbles
In a “happy” family’s home
Who would have thought it was so dangerous?
When this girl is home alone

Long blonde hair and black fingernails
With scars upon her wrists
Crying, huddled in a corner,
Her hands clenched up in fists

She tries to scream, no sound escapes
So she punches the wall instead
Looks over at the blood-stained knife
And wishes she were dead

She’s on a path to self-destruct
With no one in her way
‘Cause nobody knows the things she feels
Or listens to what she has to say

If only someone would see past the mask
And try to help her out
But it’s too late now, she’s almost gone
Who knows what life’s about?

Another day over, no progress made
Only time has been lost
She’s losing grip and slipping fast
And it’s coming at a big cost

By Audrienna

I write, I sing, I dance, I act. That is my life. Often I feel very alone and much of that comes out in my writing. You'll probably notice that. Sometimes I feel like I have nobody, not even myself. That's when I write the best. So most of my stuff will probably be depressing and melodramatic. But deal with it...it's just how I am.