Lonely Girl

This is a variation of my other poem, Empty Eyes. I tried to make it into a song, but that did not work out, so I just made it how it is.

A lonely girl,

With her vacant stares,

Screaming in silence,

But nobody cares.

Her pain goes unnoticed,

No, no one can tell.

She smiles like an angel,

but she is going through hell.

Her eyes brim with madness;

She cuts her skin.

Her sad little smile

Fades out and grows thin.

All of these things

Add up to just one

Because in the end,

We will all be done.

What does it matter,

You may ask.

When all that we do

Fall through the cracks.

Thus this is our fate.

You can take this deal,

But remember one thing,

All that can be dreamed (imagined)

Is real...

She’s got scars on her body.

Scars on her soul.

This hateful world

has taken its toll.

Author's Note

Any comments would be appreciated.

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[wordman]

scars on her heart,scars on her soul love has taken it`s toll
stab me slow,watch me bleed