There once was a girl,
Who smiled a lot.
Through pain and tears,
Even when her parents fought.
She rarely cried,
Even while being beaten.
There once was a girl,
Who smiled a lot,
Until her parents killed her,
Right on the spot.
There once was a girl,
Who never stopped crying.
Her parents loved her,
But still,
She felt like dying.
There once was a girl,
Who never stopped crying.
Alone one night,
She felt like dying,
She took the knife,
And killed herself.
Her body went limp,
And there,
She fell.
There once was a girl,
As I said,
Once was.
But now she is dead,
Dripping in blood.
YOU ARE READING
A Handful Of Darkness
PuisiDreams turn to nightmares, Nightmares turn to dreams. Wishes turn to fears, Or maybe that's what we believe. Tears turn to smiles, And the pain goes away. Maybe one day, You'll be okay.
