Angry in tears
I once took a knife
I slashed my throat
I ended my life

Id felt so betrayed
So abandoned and lost
I thought death would be better
I hadnt known what it would cost

My sister found me
A crumpled corpse on the floor
She held me and cried
Like id never seen before

I didnt recognize her
Nor the body that had been mine
Nor the several faces
Standing in a solemn line

This girl had been loved
What had she done?
Why was I here?
Why didnt I know anyone?

But I recognized the name
When I looked down at the stone
I then realized in horror
I hadnt been alone

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