Once upon a time
In a young childs dream,
Everything was beautiful;
Or so it would seem.
This child had no worries,
And she didn't believe in fear.
The end seemed far away for her.
But sadly, it was near.
The little girl was the age of five;
No stress upon her head.
Then came a rainy day
That pronounced her parents dead.
The five year old girl
Who had nobody there,
Grew up to be a woman
Without any care.
She is now the age of nineteen
And her spirit never died,
Until she lost her one true love
And committed Suicide.
We know there's no stopping death,
But we can prevent a life.
Just one object can do that,
And that object is a knife.
