Thursday, November 29, 2007

Silence is wut kills her..

In the silent corners of the mortuary,
They whisper quietly of a girl in a box,
Why she is in there never escapes their
lips.
Bu t everyone seems to know.
Her life ended for reasons beyond just
herself.
Some say it was for attention, some say
it was because of her family..
As I walk in the room, I go unnoticed...
Maki ng my way to the other end of the
cold and dimly light room..
I cannot look at her remains for they
will only bring forth unwanted feelings
Her sister is crying, wetting her
brothers shoulders.
He holds her in a state of shock, his
eyes fixed on her casket...
Nobody could quite understand the
reasons why...
No one really knew...
No one seemed to care enough, to ask
why she never spoke
No one asked why she cried herself to
sleep.

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