Haunted
She's trapped in the darkness,
Forsaken and abandoned
But no one wants to help her
She's forlorn and alone
Blood all over her body,
Every inch gashed and lacerated
But no one wants to take her
Her dreams and hopes are dissipated
She's screaming for help,
Dying for care and love
But no one wants to hear her
She's damned on what she have
She no longer needs help,
She no longer prays to be cared
Then everyone wants to save her
But now she's happily playing with the grim reaper
You grieve at her wake
You all wish you weren't late.
Her bitter soul will haunt you,
A token for all the things you didn't do...
Labels: death poem, emo, haunt, sadness
