Unheard all alone

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic



All alone in the night 
without the sounds or people walking by
She sits alone in the room 
and still she cant find the truth
The corner dark
the window near still untouched by warmth she can't yet feel
what isn't there 
but calls it anyways 
She feels no pain 
but also no joy
She carries no burdens, but also no heart 
She hides herself 
in the room where it all began
In the corner without the sounds
in a place where no light reaches 
in a world with nothing new
is a dark little girl waiting for death
But the final death that she seeks 
will never come. 

Submitted: July 26, 2011

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I feel so sad for the little girl. It makes me sad to hear her situation. I really loved this poem, and you were not kidding when you said you had a burst of creativeness.

Tue, July 26th, 2011 6:48am


I agree with Ghoul on this one. I do feel sad for the girl as well and that anyone would feel that, but I can also understand how someone may be able to get into that sort of mood. Having burst of creativeness is awesome! I have them from time to time, although I don't share them as often. Maybe I should, some are odd lol.

Tue, July 26th, 2011 7:19am

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