Lines on the mirror

Her eyes are brown and hair blood red
I didn't know she turn up living
but be living dead
Silver needle stuck in her vain
Was so pretty but now ever so plain
Her screams were silent
yet I heard them
Her tears were dry,
she held them in
Looking at her I saw some one
the rest of the world couldn't see
She was so beautiful,
so kind, how could this be
I left the world she lived in
But she stayed and just got worst
The people, her family the drugs
Her trap, her curse
I wanted her to Come with me
let those people &
That world go, finally be free
To dust off the lines on the mirror
To face reality and to let go of fear
To threw away the pipe
To finally sleep at night
I wanted her to have a better life
I took her hand and she let go
I reached back but she let go twice
And i still imagine her dark
Hair
I see her smile like
She's actually there
I wish I could go back
And tell her to look ahead
So she wouldn't be the lost girl,
Who's living dead

~LML ~