Hollow Girl

Mary73223

Come one Come all 

Step up to the show

And witness the girl

Of ashes ashes and snow

 

The frozen heart 

That sits in her chest 

Once whole and loved

Now hollow, broken and falling apart 

 

"Oh this wreatch"

"This fallen girl"

The audience crys

While averting their eyes

 

"This hollow thing, of spite and madness"

Was once a girl devoid of sadness 

She sang songs of flowers and rabbit 

Until she was robbed, and fell to lunacy

 

Of the audience 

All seated in chairs

A little girl only partially there

With Daffodils and ribbons in hair

 

She watches the mess

Displayed on the stage 

And finds that she

Can sadly relate 

 

Hopefully she can heal 

Before it's to late

Before her heart freezes 

And she turns to art

  • Author: Mary73223 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 15th, 2024 19:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a rough draft for the start of a new poem and I was hoping to get some feedback on it.
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