Dry

Eyes deny false highs they remain bone dry,

Her new outcry a reply to run by,

An artist in her eyes heartless no lies,

Her veins dry she only wants to say bye,

Voice unheard much like a bird in a cage,

Filled with rage towards a world turned away,

Killed by wordless pain untold still so cold,

Hands covered in her own blood lain in pain,

Lands untread now dead asleep in her head.