Pink hair staining a scarlet red,
The pool dripping to the floor,
Your eyes empty as I see you on the bed,
Standing in horror looking through the door.
A small note scrunched in your hand,
Tear stains run down your pale face,
I suddenly lose the ability to stand,
My heart thumping at a fast pace.
I stare at the blood falling from your wrist,
Knowing that it's too late,
Knowing that I could have stopped what I just missed,
I can't move so all I have to do is wait.
Someone will come to see you soon,
I sit there and wonder why you did it today,
I cry silently as I hear people come in like a platoon,
After all it is your birthday.