The winner takes it all

Trigger Hole in your soul

We just finished our meets and greets.
I walked into the closest bathroom.

What I saw broke my heart.
There was a little girl standing in the mirror cutting her arm.

I soon realized it was Kennedy.
I wrestled the razor from her hands.

She wrestled it back from me.
She started to cry when she realized it was me.

Kennedy honey come home.
Don't do this anymore.
I can't come home.

Why?
Because I think you'll be mad.

I'm not mad I'm just scared.
I can never come home again.