Emotions

Dust and crap covers every world,
Graffiti covers every wall.
Glasses shield every eye,
With this flouting round we are forced to crawl

Paint is sprayed onto sidewalks,
Another person hits.
Mold is growing inside walls,
Yet another emotion is torn to bits

Blood is splattered across the road,
She lies back against the door.
Her emotions are obscure,
Wishing she was a bird so as she could soar

Returning back to reality,
She tries so hard to muffle her scream.
Her emotions are screwed up,
It was all caused by some stupid dream

Back in the real world,
Every one wants to point and stare.
No-one knows what she’s like,
It like they don’t even care

Lodged in the center of her traumatized body,
Lay this deep enriched black hole.
No matter how much she attempted,
She always felt as if she was strung up on this burning pole

Help is what she wanted,
Help is what she needed.
No-one wanted to help this poor girl,
No matter how much she pleaded!
She lived a life of torture,
She loved no-one.
She took her life at a young age,
Now this short sympathetic story is done