I have lost someone beloved long ago To a murder so unfair Her eyes were crimson as she bled, A smile on her face as if she didn't care. I still remember her pearly white teeth As she grins upon everyone But as people mourned upon her grave They realized nothing could be done. I was the girl who died that night, and I wish to live again. I lost myself as I caused my own suffering and pain. The beloved one I lost was me, stabbed by my own fingers. I didn't pull the knife out. On my ribs it lingered. I wish to live again. I wish to be unkilled. I wish to breathe once more without my lungs burning and panting. Unkilling myself again.