In their light less life
They all found a letter
A letter that made their life unbearable
The little girl wrote that letter
The girl who was thrown to the wolves
It read: 'i don't blame my mother, nor my father:
It is in my fate to die by the wolves
Neither do i blame the fate, nor my karma
I blame my friends not
They never abandoned me
My absence made them forget me
It was my mistake to be absent
I blame the wolves not...
They did what they always do
It is me to be blamed
I let everyone abandon me
And now it has come to end me
I accept the penalty
My fate was written by me
I am just a poor writer
I know i will never see light again
I hope all my friends and family are happy....
My death shouldn't concern them
For I was invisible
And they should know the difference not.
I know my letter will never be read
For just as I was invisible..the letter will be too'
Oh my! her mother gasped
'What have we done?' everyone thought
'We killed her' Their subconscious replied
They went to her grave
In which her body never lay
For she was never buried...
she was eaten by the wolves
Their wish went all in vain
For they wished to get her back again
She was gone and that was that!
They now lived their lives as an empty shell
Looks like they were poor writers...
For they wrote not only their fate
But her fate too
And look how they ended.
THE END
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Pearls of the Heart
Poetry*COVER BY ME* Hello there! Pearls of the Heart is a collection of poems that are entirely mine. This work of mine allows you to cast a glance at the surface of my thoughts which run miles deep. There is no particular theme for the whole collection...
