Black Blood and Tears

she cut herself
she needed help
she wanted more
than she could give
she died that night

a fateful glimpse
of what life is like
finger her hair
look in her mind
see the fate that was confined

as I burn
these love stained letters
she leaves us here
a passing glimpse
of what she was like
we tried to help
she cut herself
its all their fault
maybe mine
I should have said
I love you