Darla Evangelica Antoinette Theresa Hugor

A short poem of a young girl

 

Walking all alone

Hugging herself ever so

No one would ever know

She wasn’t ever going home

 

Having walked through the snow

She met with a young man

Wanting him just to know

She hastily followed him home

 

She met the best man

In her aunts wedding

She came to realize it was too late

When he threw her on the bedding

 

She kicked and she screamed

He tore and he shred

She cried as he lied

He laughed and she died

 

She faded away

Her life slipping past

Would she be saved

When finally at last

They burst through the door

Of this room on the second floor

They hit and they laughed

And she was silent

 

Never to speak or cry

She knew she would die

She knew long ago

When she followed him home

Author's Note

notice the first letters of her name, i dont usually right poems, but i decided to give it a shot. hope you like :)

Reviews

[Dashiell]

I have chills! I really liked this piece, it was so sad but it was an interesting story that flowed perfectly. Hats off to you.

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

I really like this piece it's so sad and had a hopelessness to it... The title was very cleaver and I'm glad you pointed that out, i would have be oblivious to it.. It flowed very well and you told the story very well... It's hard to write a story in poetic form yet you did very well... Great Job!

[Vampire]

Wow babe, that was a really good poem, it was like sad but was really really good :D I did notice the letters in her name, that was pretty cool, keep writing, your doing very well. See, you do write good, i enjoy your work keep on writing :D