the wind brushed against her hair as she grasps for air the world wasn't fair but she couldn't care not anymore as she takes this fall all the good things, she took with her kept in her memory, till forever what goes around comes around she understands this now all it takes is a hit before she kneels down in defeat how could it have hurt so much the bleeding of a heart no one could see she indulge in her own misery as tears dropped on her bathroom floor her heart sank more and more on this fine day she stood on her door step to say there is no other way the weak imperfection will be gone today she felt the final beat she had finally done it never before was she this complete things around her, she stood to see everything was how they used to be but this time, for the first time in a long while her lips formed a perfect happy smile the people around her they will wonder who could have ever done this but there's something they will miss it was hidden beneath something not to be seen soon they will find and understand why the gun lying behind with a pen in her hand as a writer, she did all she can and this is how she wrote her end
