Girl And Her Unicorns

Sometimes she cries
No longer asking why
The darkness slowly seeped in
Hurting her again and again
Unicorns were her childhood dream
Now spilling blood is her scene
Why, she does not understand
But suicide became her ultimate plan
No one loves her anymore
In her face shut too many doors
So where can she go now?
She doesn't even ask how
The Unicorns call to her today
Asking her to come out to play
Little girl, little girl please don't cry
but today is the day she will die
Razor blades and bottles of pills
They are certain to deliver a self-kill
No one misses her as she fades away
and out with the Unicorns the little girl plays

Reviews

[Coyote Song]

How sad/ I know a lot of people of all ages feel this tragic pain. They create their fantasy worlds to escape to. And when they die.....hopefully they find what they need in the next 'world'.

[Star Wolf]

A ad tale indeed. But we all find escapes when life is painful, just hopefully not the final solution.
Awesome poem.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

A very sad tale, makes me think of a child trying to escape from abuse that has gone on for years.
Well done impressive poem.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Suicide is the ultimate form of escapism... Sometimes it rains for far too long. Beautifully dark piece.

[Tina Kline]

Thanks very much.

[Black Cat Fever]

When one suffers great pain, the mind finds a way to escape. A fantasy place full of magic and unicorns doesn't seem all that bad to escape too. A wonderfully well crafted poem. Impressive.

[Tina Kline]

thanks for all the reviews. :)

[Black Cat Fever]

You're very welcome.