I Write Dark Poetry

she stands
at the waters edge
looking out at the sea
somebody help her
she doesnt want to do this anymore
her life is nothing
[i]she[/i] is nothing
the sea is calling
like a siren
its pretty majestic stillness
a invitation of her death
silent crys
within
pulling her towards darkness
with her eyes closed
and one last living breath
she is a whisper of a ghost
who was there