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Girl In The Dark


I sit here and breath Luck I don’t have, I finally start to believe I got talent, in writing Nothing much Smart I can really draw a piece of art But my mind’s beginning to grow dark Engulfing me alone, so far No one No one’s there No one will know besides you there Your eyes are red from tears While I hold mine’s back too dear Unexplainable emotion Lurking from some potion She wants to know She has no where to go She’s alone Another flow of tears erupt Falling down her cheeks She cries and cries, but no medicine can heal Its something she must deal But she’s too scared, nervous, speechless When he arrives In a conversation, she drains out her luck She’s alone, the girl in the dark Crying, weeping, tears leaving marks Against her precious face Which she believes now is disgraced She can’t hold it in no more Crying like its a chore She needs a hand Something I’m not obligated to provide, let alone can Her tears are red The color of love It weeps out her eyes in pain Something she seems to not gain I want to help her, lift up her spirits But how can someone so down even do it That girl in the dark That girl, cries to be held I reach out for her, so suddenly it fell Glass shatters everywhere Bleeding feet, dripping blood That girl in the dark…I look at shattered pieces Tears rushing down my face That girl in the dark, I have taken her place
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