Alone in the depths of darkness, sad and depressed noting now the obvious hidden by a forced love.
Nobody to trust, believe or understand, she writes after slicing the moment of sadness into her flesh.
Sad alone nobody believes her honest truth trying to replace the wall that had been knocked down.
She sighs regaining any composure and holds the feelings of the ultimate betrayal.
Upon noticing it's not hard she plans her death and theirs as well.
Her soul awaits seeing the light of hell burning so brightly as she is stuck in the darkness of being manipulated, she now uses as the ultimate tool.