My Spirit

My Spirit

A Poem by Marie Harrison

A story poem about what happened under these trees.


My Spirit

My spirit clings to these hardwood trees,

seeking the help and revenge that I need.


Underneath them he greedily took me

with his sweaty hot body,

leaving me bleeding between my knees.


Hours later I died,

leaving few if any leads.


My spirit whispers for help still

within the leaves of these forest trees.


I was pleading for help as loud as I could,

while he was planting deep in me his disgusting seed.


My pleas, echo in soft whispers

as the wind blows through these green leaves.


© 2010 Marie Harrison

Author's Note

Marie Harrison
When I saw the picture of the trees, this is what came to me. A whispering of a young girl's ghostly spirit that still haunted the trees of this forest. She was raped of her virginity under those trees. As a result, he died hours later from her injuries. Now her echoes can be heard seeking revenge and pleading for help still.

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been there. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 13 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was a very sad write...I know how this girl feels though...It's just something people don't like talking about. Thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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2 Reviews
Added on June 13, 2010
Last Updated on June 19, 2010
Tags: Rape, Murders, Ghost, Haunting, Spirits, Revenge, Horror


Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA

Momma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..


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