Epitome Of A Tragedy

The girl on the road crying, abandoned
Left to fend for herself by someone she loved
The rain pouring down and the cold rushing in
He took his coat back and drove away

The child in the bathroom and cold metal at a thin wrist
Eyes filled with desperation and a need to be seen
What does it take for pain to mean more,
To be better than living?

The tear-filled eyes at the funeral of a suicide
Life ending too soon because, you see
Oblivion is inevitable and some choose to go early
They were pushed to the brink and they jumped

Crying alone in a room at night because it hurts
This weight on your shoulders, you should never have borne
You shouldn't have to hold it, but you must
Or everything good will fall apart

A loss, a pain, a hurt, a scar
The heavy weights on tender hearts
This is not how it's meant to be
This is the epitome of a tragedy