Vanished Too Soon

In the twilight of the year, the seasons shift,  

Leaves cascade like whispers, a funeral gift.  

Snow blankets branches, a shroud of despair,  

Memories flood my mind, trapped in this snare.  

I see her face, a little girl lost in time,  

Eyes wide with fear, dreams shattered like rhyme.  

She wanders through shadows, holding onto hope,  

As I reach for her hand, she turns into smoke.  

Why can’t I let go, when they never held me?  

A mirror reflects her, a ghost haunting me.    

Auschwitz echoes in the chambers of my mind,  

Soldiers of anguish, relentless and blind.  

Crimson pools gather, a testament of strife,  

An experiment lost, robbed of my life.  

The wolves close in, howling through the night,  

The girl I once knew fades out of sight.  

The clock strikes midnight, the old year weeps,  

While spring blazes forth, but the past never sleeps,  

She’s ready to fly, yet the weight pulls her down,  

White feathers stain crimson, in this cursed crown.  

Each summer’s a predator, waiting to feast,  

Innocence lost, a twisted beast.  

Once vibrant petals, now withered and grey,  

Loneliness clings to the words I can't say,  

“What’s flowers to death?” the cold whispers bite,  

While the little girl plays in the dead of the night.  

Wrinkles weave stories, the fabric of pain,  

Holding onto branches, as memories wane.

Sadness like shadows, it clings to her soul,  

Lonely in silence, the woman’s heart cold.  

Who needs the roses when death comes to claim?  

If love's not respected, then who’s left to blame?  

She played life’s cruel game, an outsider so near,  

Kicked while down low, drowning deep in her fear.  

 

Into the serpent's lair, her fate intertwined,  

The echoes of laughter now twisted, maligned.  

Faces of tormentors, with blood in their eyes,  

Stepping on her spirit, a world full of lies.  

Waking in darkness, with pain as her shroud,  

An experiment broken, lost in the crowd.  

Promises poison, like venomous darts,  

How can love heal when it tears you apart?  

Dance on the ashes of dreams long betrayed,  

Silhouettes haunting, in memories arrayed.  

Why can’t I let go of the ghosts left behind?  

When I was nothing, why’s this all in my mind?  

With the mirror reflecting a sorrowful spark,  

The girl that I knew now trapped in the dark.  

 

Now she’s just echoes, a whisper in the breeze,  

Her laughter a relic, lost among autumn leaves.  

I’m buried in memories, the shadow of me,  

The little girl was the woman, entwined in despair’s decree.  

In a world full of secrets, where shadows take flight,  

I search for her spirit, in the depths of the night.

The little girl was me, but time stole her breath,  

Forced to grow old, she witnesses her death.  

Memories linger like smoke in the air,  

Shadows of the forgotten, lost in despair.  

I carry her weight, the burdens we bear,  

Forever entwined, in this darkness we share.

Reviews

[Twilight]

I found this one to be quite challenging, but thought-provoking too. It seems dream-like, but conveying dark thoughts and fears.

Lost innocence, and a damaged life in a soul destroying nazi concentration camp; are clearly integral to some inspiration behind this writing. Thanks for sharing.

[Ballpark Frank]

Goodness! Impressive , captivating writing. Well done. This was a journey to read. A good one, although heartwrenching.