Stop, do you hear it

The sound of her tears,

The sound of her blood trickling down her wrist.

Stop, do you hear it

Her pain, her dreams of death,

Her sorrow is a spell she cant get from under.

She dreams of her end.

Stop, do you hear it

The sound of her slowly pushing the knife deeper

Stop, do you her it

The last beats of a sorrowed heart,

Her last breath

Stop, do you her it.....

The silence of death.