Suicide

S unny days are spent indoors, lured by the modern siren's song.
U biquitous flow of information binds both her hands and mind.
 I  mages that should never be shown, were cast into this sea,
C ausing people she never knew to call her hateful names.
 I  ntent to harm was carried out by rivals she used to trust,
D eath is there, arms thrown wide - a welcoming embrace.
E ternal rest, a tragic result of digital devilry.