There sits a girl all alone

Fiction poem for the inner demons to devour.

There sits a girl all alone

who no one seems to know.

She sits there crying softly

while rocking to and fro.

Her name is a mystery

and her face is but a blur.

She hides her appearance

so no one knows for sure.

Her cries are nearly muted.

Her tears do not exist.

A glimpse of her is all you need,

to see why she persists.

Her skin is ghostly pale.

Her eyes are midnight dark.

Her velvet lips do quiver;

they're sure to leave a mark.

If you hear her crying,

don't look her in the eye,

for if she sees into your soul,

you will surely die.

A girl is sitting all alone,

a stranger to us all.

Her whimpers are quite daunting,

the beautiful siren call.

Author's Note

Enjoy :)

Reviews

[Ghost writer]

I like it, Honestly the girl in the poem sounds a lot like me, except the crying part :) It's sad and yet also kind of creepy. It comes across like... like you don't know if she's a good guy or a bad guy, yet you feel bad anyway...I feel like I'm running in circles, but all in all, very deep.

[Cherry]

Thank you for reading! I appreciate your thoughts!

[Ghost writer]

you're welcom

[Najam Us Saher]

Heart touching tale of a lonely girl, I loved the rhyme.

[Cherry]

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed the read.

[Najam Us Saher]

You're welcome.

[Gee]

I did. I think you're awesome too :))

[Cherry]

Good! I'm glad :D
And thank you :3