Renovate

Home alone she opens her eyes just to close them once again. 

She turns away from fate and grabs the blade to erase last nights sin.

Drawing the remnants of love along her scars she began to cry as she thought  of his eyes. 

She hates the light that reality brings with all late night goodbyes. 

The deep red lines cover over scars again, only for the deadly cycle to repeat itself until the brutal end. 

Troubles may come and your definition might change, although it is asked of you to keep your actions within temporal range. 

If attention is what you're after,  you're deprived mission has been deflated; for it's your life that has become renovated. 

I open my eyes just to close them once again.