Whenever Lucy went to the mall she would wear a smile on her face,
It could melt the coldest of hearts and make the meanest people smile.
She was like a ball of light even in the pouring rain,
She would make anyone's day just with a glance of her hazel green eyes.
People would look at her and ask, “How is your day?” not realizing how bloodshot her eyes really were.
She would wave her hand and say she was fine,
Nobody knew that when she would come home to her empty house,
she would cry to herself in silence,
Pleading and begging for god to send her a saviour.
When she would leave her home she would make jokes about how lonely she was,
Nobody knew they were true…
One day she met someone who made her feel secure,
She found her saviour,
Or so she thought.
She went to get him a new jacket when her world imploded,
There he was with another girl,
His hand crawling up the girls leg,
Lucy dropped everything and went home, reverting back to her old ways.
She ran to the bathroom and started to run a bath,
She grabbed her best friend,
The Razorblade.
She laid in the bath after slicing her arms and thighs open,
As the blood rushed out of her and into the water
He showed up,
But was just seconds too late.
©luciel
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