Emo-story...

She is alone in her room Cold and in pain
Palms clutching a blade Songs getting to her ears
Tears rolling down her chin
As memories came flashing back

A love so sweet and true
She has treasured for so long
It was his birthday then Hence, she planned to visit him
She brought him an electric guitar With initials you and me
The night was young and the waft so calm It brushed her heart and soul Hence to greet
him in surprise, She is expecting.

She went to his house with the guitar in her hands,
Hoping he will like her gift
Then she climbed the stairs and went to his room
Though, there she stood surprised.

Two persons lay stripped on his bed
Thus, having some sweet lovemaking
The gentleman she recognized as him
But the woman was a stranger.

She stood like a rock there on her track
As sore tears fall down from her eyes
She dropped her gift with a thud on the floor
And that made them stop.

She ran from his house and went to her house
And there she locked herself in her room.
Her heart was broken and her soul unspoken
As she cry her weeping heart.

Now she is here alone in her room With the music playing her heartbeats empty tune
The songs get to her ears,
Her eyes producing tears.

Tonight will be just fine
As she is ready to end her life
No more gloomy and agonizing moments
Will ever come her way

The blade pierced her skin
Like the way he pierced her heart
But its okay since she no longer feels the pain.