Going Against the Grain

Tendons decimated with steel anger,
Her options she has already weighed,
She's going against the grain,
She's taking her life in vain.

So young and vibrant,
yet her life is fading away,
She's going against the grain,
She's taking her life away.

Her eyes slip further back,
and she slowly goes insane,
She's going against the grain,
She's going to die today.

The pain is all she sees,
blowing her mind away;
She's going against the grain,
She's about to fly away.

Swirling lights and crowded screams,
tonight she's played the game,
the bullet is lodged in her brain,
her skin has faded to grey.

She's gone against the grain,
She has said goodbye to the pain.

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