She Died In That Town

Recently reminded of a past I put far behind me, still want to forget.

Do you remember me?

                                                                                                                                

The quiet girl that sat across from you in class

Half smile to hide her fears

Long sleeves to cover up the bruises

Never missed a day because home was a nightmare

How she spent her days pen in hand buried within pages of her notebook...

Telling stories to pages with sealed lips

                                                                                                                                

Do you remember me?

                                                                                                                                

The girl who wandered the railroad tracks alone

Smoking a cigarette and dreaming of where the parallel steel could take her

Laying on that cold steel hoping she wouldn't have to make the walk home again

How she seemed to be everywhere in town but at home

How everyone saw her but none knew her...

Would she have spoken if you smiled

                                                                                                                                

Do you remember me?

                                                                                                                                

The broken girl sitting in the snow smoking a joint in plan sight

How she would silently accept the unwanted hands on her in the hall at school

The times you'd pass her crying alone on the stairs

The way she would shrink when her name was called in class

When she came to school hair dyed black and eyes painted dark

That girl without a name, without a home...

Without a voice

                                                                                                                                

If you do, please forget her...

She died in that town   

                                                                                                                                

                                                                                                                                

Author's Note

Whatchya think?

Reviews

[Wesley Dingler]

Wow! I think this is truly wonderful. I think it is truly universal--as great poetry should be. I think everyone who has been through life-things that change them or "kill them" can feel so much about this piece.
I don't think you should reread or rewrite this at all, but that's just me. I too have a dead younger version of me, and this hit me just as it was.


-wes

Thank you for sharing.

[MoriartyMesa]

I tend to read something than infuse music with a review these days, and miss maam i think you might want to re read what you have written with thishttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5A4xBp2rizQ just an idea but the words of what sounds like a hopeless teen can express her views and not be judge. enjoy the song.

[drew garner]

The sentiment is a little emo in how it's presented but if this autobiographical than you have had a rough life and I apologize for the first comment. leaving things behind is hard but sometimes you have to approach the past like it something you put in a bottle and throw out to sea. but overall it was good. My problem is I came from a broken home. and whenever I write about it I feel like I am sniveling. this sounds more like you become confident and that is good. I am trying to think of what to say because it has shaken me a little bit. which means you did your job so yeah good job.

[Curtis.Lenker]

This poem is very powerful. The imagery is great. I felt every word. This poem is very relatable to me because this poem is me. Describes my life to a perfectly. I really enjoyed this poem a lot. Thank you for sharing.