Lost Lover

Her hands turn to ice
As she sits there
Deciding on what to do
With no one to care.
Her head starts to hurt
She's made up her mind
She slides the knife across her wrists
As she leaves everything behind.
Her wrists are bleeding
As she starts to cry
She wishes he was there
So he could watch her die.
To see all the pain
He put her through
Is something she wishes
Would come true.
She falls to her knees
Then to the floor
All a while
There's a knock on her door.
He comes in
With a rose in his hand
I'm sorry babe
As he races to grab her by the hand.
Now it's too late
What has she done
Her life is disappearing
It is now gone.