Why did she slit her wrist?

a poem by Deeksha Marur

If she said she loved life
and said she’d live strong
if she said she was happy and gay
and said she can’t wait to live another life
why did she slit her wrist?

If she was in love and loved the feeling of being it in
if she was happy with the way things were going slow and steady
if she knew she had to live for the ones she loved and,
if she said she’d wait for everyday to see him
why… why did she slit her wrist?

When she said she was happy what did she mean?
When she was sad, why act happy?
If she says things differently every time, why give and show mixed emotions?
And still I don’t get it
why did she slit her wrist?

She made no noise, she felt no pain nor even gain.
She felt nothing, no difference…
She felt unwanted, no more loved, but its wasn’t true for she knew that too
but no answer found yet for
why did she slit her wrist?