Filed under: Poems
With
her mouth locked, with her eyes closed
Neither
lies nor truths could be known
When
she blindly searching where her heart might be
Her
body starts to limping, broken into pieces
She
is the incompletely soul
Dying
and accompanied by a creepy doll
She
saw the light among the dark
The
dark is the shade
The
shade is a deceiver
A
grimy haunting death reaper
Hopes
to find another ways out
That
she found many roads have been blocked
O
justice, how can she sue her destiny?
No
thing called God in her, but only a faith
A
dead faith she considers as alive and sparkling
She
went home empty-handed
Made
no choice from options-offered
She
found emptiness, she got back her consciousness
Her
life has been a total fake
She
got n.o.t.h.i.n.g to take, nothing has been made
She
screams in a sacred silence
Makes
a monstrous voice from her injured throat
She’s
slowly turning to a deaf
And
going to be a broken-winged half-life senseless angel
The
people’s everything
Who
gets ______________
~G~
