Help.

She killed herself last night,
Yes, she did.
It was painless,
she cried, she thought it'll go away.
I saw her bleed.

I wasn't myself anymore.
The girl who used to see good in everyone, happy in her own world,
Enjoying the endless beauty of the things around,
Staring at the sky, counting stars,
was no longer there.

Dreams started haunting her,
Abhorrence was the only thing she could think of,
she no longer knew what amorousness was.

Crying for mercy,
She said once " comedy is in my blood, thats why people like it when I'm bleeding".
I couldn't do anything.

I want her back.