Green eyes like emerald
gold, which shines with an icy cold
Her hair flowed like a
ravens wings, holding the blackest of nights
Soul so lost and alone,
like a frantic stray cat,
And within her heart
she holds the most pitiful of thoughts
She fears the voices in
her mind that scream like terrible banshees
And her eyes, oh, does
she hide, from her lies of complete sanity
Her mind was like a
locked cage with shadows of frightful creatures
Yet her smile held such
innocence, the innocence that she was free.
Realize, my faithful love;
you are but a trapped dove.
Your wings are clipped,
so you see, that’s it
You have no way to be
free
I’m sorry my dark snow
white
Your stuck in your make
shift light
Never to see the sun of
a one true love
And feel of true
delight.
She was the darkest
little girl with a smile full of love,
But I watched her cry,
I watched her fall
And I let her destroy
the world….
