Her

Her long hair is black and her

heart is broken.

Her wrists are scarred and her

skin is pale.

She hates everyone including me.

She doesn't believe in God and that is

why I love her.

She is everything but she doesn't know it.

She thinks shes dead but she is alive.

I love her and I don't even know her.

She is great. 

Author's Note

I've been having weird dreams about some girl going into my room and talking to me. So I wrote a poem.

Reviews

[Megan]

I have dreams like that a lot..where they involve people that don't, or might not, really exist. It's scary sometimes, I think somewhere out there, there is a person like the one in your dream and maybe it's your subconscious trying to tell you to find them. Idk really and that's a lot of stuff to get into, but it's a good thought to think about. Anyways, I really love this poem and how you describe her, despite the fact she's a dream she obviously means a lot to you and it shows. It's mysterious and I love that! Great job :)

[L0v3craft]

Hmm...interesting.
I love dreams...especially the weird ones that make you think the people that are in it could possibly be real, but if not in our world maybe in some other reality/life...(dreamscapes and all that yaddy yadda--though cool---bullshit, lol)

Freud would say its you talking to you...but f**k Freud :D

[light and ashes]

I think this poem is great. "She is everything but she doesn't know it." "I love her and I don't even know her."

[Protect Me Demons That ..]

Interesting...