Me

In the short life she has lead
Tragedy has been there
Despair being a best friend
Sadness is pulling at her every fiber
Clouds of darkness follow her

She has no one to really confide in
Nothing but pen and paper to soothe her
Being positive on the outside used to be her strength
She is finding it harder to keep her emotions at bay

Sitting alone on her couch
Tears escape her deep blue eyes
Her heart aches with melancholy
Searching her sole for happiness
Will she ever forget the past

Destruction, separation, and death be her past
Looking around her life
She cannot help but to cry as her heart breaks
She will carry these heavy burdens
Until the day she finally breaks

Only her future will set her free
This girl I tell you of
This girl is me