During the Night

She likes the night
being surrounded by darkness
in the silence
with no one around and barely any light.
with the moonlight on her face
She walks to the cemetery.
Being near the dead,
makes her feel alive.
Being wierd doesn't bother her,
Talking to the dead isn't unusual,
Cutting herself is almost natural.
She doesn't belong in the real world.
No one likes her,
She doesn't want to live.
Often she goes to the grave of her boyfriend
She cries over him,
and then grabs her favorite charm
A lucky charm she would call it
Though others would call it a charm of the devil
A flash of lightning hits and she see's her razor
The razor which she stole,
The razor she use's to kill her soul,
The razor that shall end her life.
A few deep cuts in the right places will do the trick.
The only problem is,
can she kill herself?