Ghost

a very very sad poem about a girl lost in the world

Wandering, lost, cold, hopeless, screaming out to the crowd, pleading for peace, for help, for someone to save her from the monster.

Nobody hears they walk past. ignoring, not seeing, blinded by their realities that are so different from hers.

The monster calls out rushing to her, needing to be satisfied, his hunger needing sated for another night.

Pushing through the crowd she runs, pleading, begging for the help she know she will not receive.

Her armor not strong enough to keep his claws at bay.

Tears streaming waterfalls of pain and sorrow she screams.

Shes real, why cant they see her, hear her, or feel her touch?

she is nothing but a ghost, a wisp of mist. Lost alone forgotten.

The monster wins.

Reviews

[Lyfelucke]

I liked the story and the picture that is painted.

[wyrd]

This was wonderful. A memory by another hand so well recorded. But be asured, sometimes, just sometimes, the monster doesnt win.

[judith106]

I really love this. I think if a poem evokes an emotion makes it worth reading. This poem evoked 3 different emotions for me.

[Melati]

Yes, I am not ashamed to mention that I am lost and I almost found myself almost.............the light keep coming to me....I believe this poem is for me :)
Thanks for sharing!

[Sophie]

Wow...very deep and powerful, very descriptive and detailed, well done!

[closed..acct]

Wow, such ownderful imagery and detail,
the set up of this story was really good.
Liked how you underlined the ending.
Awesome!