The Young Girl

When dark clouds roll about
And thunder roars throughout the sky,
The young girl sits alone,
In her room, about to cry.

The demons surround her,
The darkness closes in,
And the girl just sits waiting
Weighed by her sin.

Her love begs her, now,
To put down the knife,
To stay with him forever
And live a beautiful life.

"I love you!" He cries.
"I need you!" He weeps.
She looks into his eyes
Not wanting what he seeks.

And so, the young man
Now feels alone,
Hopeless and failed,
All on his own.

For she is his purpose,
She is his world.
Without her, he is nothing,
And his heart feels curled.

But the girl knows this
Yet she still feels saddened,
Abandoned, and alone
Like the boy named Aladdin.

So the dark clouds keep on rolling,
And thunder still roars through the sky.
The young girl is no longer alone,
But she now wishes to die.

Author's Note

Thank you for reading!

Reviews

[WittyWonka]

Oh, such a sad piece. Even when she knows she is loved and at the center of his world, she is sad. You write these sad and dark pieces so well, Cool Girl. Sending warm hugs to you :)

[Cool Girl]

Thank you, dear friend. I suppose sadness is just something I know well. Thank you for the warm hugs :)

[WittyWonka]

You are welcome, my friend! Yes, it's good to know it but make sure you keep it where it belongs.