The Girl in Black: The Mind of a Young Poet

6 Feet Under

Do you Hear me?

Can you see me?

I swear I’m Here!

Am I not clear?

 

Oh Dear, I must be dead

So go along and rest your head

Don’t Mind me, I’ll be silent

As long as you stay defiant

 

I know you hear me

And I know you can see

I know I’m here!

Is my image not clear?

 

Oh Dear, I’m truly dead

But It’s okay, go to bed

I’ll be alright, surrounded by black

I might survive the attack

 

No, don’t fear me

Please don’t see through me

I am here!

Stop it! Am I not clear?

 

Oh dear, It can’t be true

Yet you do not rue

You made me this way

And now I’m here to stay

 

Murdered by a self proclaimed saint

I’m still here though I’m faint

I am forever dead

6 feet under your head

 

Brother

Your truly gone forever

Though you swore we’d stay together

Best friends for life

Yours hasn’t ended though you live in strife

 

Oh Brother! How could you?

Leave me, buried in black and blue

It’s not fair!

On this, my soul I swear

 

If you were to return

I would be left to learn

That your not the same

And I have none to blame

My Brother! Why oh Why!

Did you leave me hear ,alone, to die

It’s not fair!

On this, my soul I swear

 

I Love U

I wish to say it too

Little we do know

Only if we’d let it show

Very few know it’s true

Everyone dreams of it too

U might be the last piece of

I Love U