I took everyone's suggestions and i think it's at least a little bit better.
Tear streams flowed,
drip by drip.
Clear liquid defied
the deep maroon.
With every scream,
she dug deeper.
Strength weakened,
with each push.
'This is good",
her hands let go.
Her mind was hazed,
as crimson poured.
Her Black ringlets,
were dyed cherry.
No regrets lingered,
inside her mind.
Nothing, nothing
to live for, there.
Blood had drenched
everything on her.
Her life was based on
white lies and hatred.
Nobody ever listened,
not one cared.
Punished for good,
and bad decisions.
Damned if she did,
damned if she didn't.
She was hanging onto
her span by a string.
The pain was
simply not there.
Her body was numbed,
she felt empty.
A silver blade lived
deep in her soul.
Scarlet engulfed her
last living moments.
Slowly her heartbeat
went on and on.
At last her final
breath of life arrived.
She smiled half-heartedly,
"My one escape."
She began to fall,
and slumped into red.
Her pale eyes drooped,
Her soul drifted far away.
A smile was spread,
across the face of death.
