Who is she?

by tastefull   Nov 10, 2005


I sit alone
and close my eyes
there it is
i hear the cries

I open my eyes
there she stands
a knife in her pocket
blood on her hands

I close my eyes again
and hear her screams
who is this girl
that haunts my dreams?

She wanders my mind
unable to go
she freezes my thoughts
like a frost or snow

She tells me her name
repeats it constantly
but I'm confused
it makes no sense to me

Her name is Soul
thats what echoes in my head
but shes not mine
cause my soul is dead.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Farrah Kelly

    OMG bbz i lv this poem. ure soul is dead? im that tuched hun, u can hav myn. lol :'( lv ya farrahxx

  • 18 years ago

    by Sammib

    I think alot of people could relate to this... thank you for sharing yourself with others...not everyone can do it.

  • 18 years ago

    by The Fallen Angel (David Strife)

    Cool...i like the way you say how it is, and how you say that you mean it

  • 18 years ago

    by John Bender

    WOW im speachless i like your poetry as good as mine lol :) im gonna have to add you in my favorites

  • 18 years ago

    by John Bender

    WOW im speachless i like your poetry as good as mine lol :) im gonna have to add you in my favorites

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