This Girl

The light of the sun dancing across her face. She looks so peaceful like nothing in this world could touch her. But the reality is that this girl is being ripped apart hurting so bad, wanting to be released but she can't be seen.

She is losing hope, losing the dream that she once had in her little heart, and now all she sees is death, hatred and  pain running through her veins. Running towards the door but being pulled back into the nothingness. Why is this little girl alone?? Why is she dying? Where is the hope she had? 

Look at her eyes and see all she had is lost and all she ever wanted is slowly just fading away. 

Crying only not to be heard, she said that she needs time alone, but what we don't know is that she'll never be the same. Her sweet smiling eyes are lost.

Tonight we'll walk towards death's greatest intensity the end is so near you could almost taste its poison.

Lying alone in the room where it all began. Have you seen her lately?? She is no more than the tears she is crying. Listen to her heart beat- slow and painful- 

Take her hand and walk with her the empty path, she is looking at you asking for your help.

Not knowing which way to turn she is trapped. Why are you turning away? What has she done ? Are you seeing it? Are you seeing it fade?

No more... She can't even feel it anymore, her heart breaking like shattered glass. Those tears she cries is like the sweet sense of heaven, but its not. Now they are asking who is this girl? Where is the one we know? 

Now no one even looking for her anymore. Is she dreaming? Does she still have a dream in her heart? No, because there is no heart, now nothing can help her anymore, but why? Where did all of tis begin? she was a happy little girl and now she is like death itself.

You can try and see her soul through her eyes but she hides it too well. The only time you can see her pain is when she sleeps. It may look peaceful but the pain grips your heart. She doesn't want you to feel sorry for her  because she can do it on her own, she thinks she can but she can't because she is tired of  fighting. 

Now... Once again who is this girl? 

This girl is me

(Wrote it a while ago, was going trough bad stuff but I've grown. I want to tell you there is hope out there, keep believing and keep holding on!)

Love MoniqueKIE

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