Mind Games

A girl dies and her sister refuses to accept her passing.

Thoughts swirl around the head

of a young girl playing dead

her eyes glisten a beauteous black

as her final breath leaves and limbs go slack

 

I know she's faking

sounds of bones breaking

echoes in the room

in denial my suspicions bloom

 

worlds of black and white

contradict and make viewers contrite

lines of reality and hope blur

as I try to remember what we were

 

her hair a fiery red

matches the color she bled

blood now dry

makes me begin to wonder why

I believe she is still alive

 

I feel in my empty heart

That her life just can’t depart

What was once so vibrant

is now stone cold but shines like a diamond

 

I yearn to hold the body

of this girl who used to embody

all that was good and loving

but now my mind is shoving

 

her into the place where darkness creeps

and my depression creeps

into my reality

 

Without her

my world tumbles into a blur

time slips into an erratic rhythm

and words fall incoherently with them

 

I’m scared to let my mind wander

of her memory I grow fonder

but the regrets stir like lukewarm coffee

and I cease to know who is me

 

I hear the crackle of thoughts

echoing in my head

of a young girl pretending to play dead

Author's Note

What do you think of the word choice?