A regular walk home turned to death

I was outside and had a a great idea for a dark poem. I hope you guys all like this.Please comment,I'd really appreciate it.And title ideas would help too thanks.

She was walking home, alone, just like she always did.As she turned toward the park,it seemed as though she stepped straight into a horror movie.She was grabbed from behind,without any warning.She started to realize these would be her last breaths.

She knew death would soon be upon her.No one would notice,no one ever had.She didn't fight back, she didn't even scream.She only took the time to remember she had no one and nothing to live for.She only took the time to remember natures grim deathening look.

The gray clouds like a blanket covering the sky.The misty fog covering the ground like a ghost waiting to be seen.The rain pours down like the tears streaking this little girls face.The trees surrounded by swirling clouds of mist,looking even more like a horror film.Blood red roses surrounding her frail body.Reminding her death is near.She remembers her only wish,was to see the sun before she died.Because since this child was born the sun had never come out to shine.Leaving the sky filled with gray clouds of rain.

The sound of gun shots echoed through the mountains around her.AS she lay there dying, her blood soaking the rose petals.As she opens her her eyes for the last time, she sees that the sun has finally come out to shine.And now she has finally died, with her eyes open looking toward the sun filled sky.