One Way Out

In a world full of many,
she feels so alone.
Her heart an unfinished quilt,
that still must be sewn.

Guilt and fear strike her,
but she hides it from her face.
They can never discover,
she's stumbled from grace.

Despite the paths taken,
she always gets lost.
More mountains to climb,
and oceans to cross.

Angst never rids her,
down deep it is buried.
Her tragic flaws,
upon her shoulders are carried.

Grief fills her heart,
and her head fills with doubt.
Weighing her options,
it's the only way out.

No bottomless glass,
with alcohol poured.
No dangerous drugs,
just porcelain skin scored.

She doesn't feel pain,
she's already battered.
Her dreams for the future,
by his hand- were shattered.

Depression hits harder,
rose colored sheets, soaked.
Heartache's a disease,
that can't be diagnosed.

She must make a clean break,
from this life she is leading.
But to end it for good,
there must be closure- she's pleading.

Plunging head first,
someone must save her.
But there's only one person,
that can be her cure.