She has cuts
She has scars
She has bruises
She has no husband
She has no wedding ring
But she has a father with a temper and a fist
She had cried
She had begged
She had waited
She has no one
She has no comfort
But she has a mother with no guts and no care
She was restless
She was helpless
She was tired
She has no hope
She has no strength
But she has a rope and a chair
She was anxious
She was unprepared
She was determined
She tied the rope
She stepped on the chair
Good bye my dearest parents, see you in hell
