Blood Unfound

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Why search for something that doesn't want to be found?

A/N: This is what you get when I'm just in one of those depressed moods.

Submitted: January 02, 2012

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She sat there staring at the wall.

 Her eyes remained unmoving and her body stayed motionless.

A single light swayed above her expressionless face, forcing her eyes to twinkle.

Life was invalid.

Nonexistent.

Hell grew.

Red stained her white shirt.

The trickled design flowed to the ground forming a pool of toxins.

Flies engulfed her rotting flesh.

Two parents screamed with distress and anger and questions.

The sense of helplessness and hopelessness intensified as the hours ticked away.

She couldn’t be found.

She didn’t want to be found.

That was the point no one understood.

They continued searching.

A sense of disclosure was desired as the years past.

Yet, they moved on.

She remained unfound and stayed unfound.

She thanked God and rested in peace.


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