• Dead.
    they said I was dead
    and put me in the ground
    the worms feast within my head
    and i utter not a sound
    and my eyes are sadly blurred
    my lungs depleted
    the sermons are slurred
    my school records deleted
    i am but a shadow of a girl
    and fade from thier eyes
    my voice no longer heard
    and sick guilt subsides
    Alive.
    my muscles move
    i can't feel a thing
    there is nothing to prove
    god released my strings
    so why have i come back
    to this horrid life
    i thought my self attack
    would end my painful strife