Already Dead
Written on January 18, 2015: 10:35 PM
The girl close her eyes
She open her ears
She tied her feet
She cut her fingers
She'll be dead soon
Be here, do this, Be there, do that
It is not her
It is them
She'll be dead soon
Don't comb your hair
Don't wash your hands
Don't smile; Don't cry
Or you'll be dead soon
That's what they tell her
That's how they command her
That's what they wanted to do to her
That's how they planned it for her
They're coming
They're holding her
They got her
They got her soul
Oh she'll be dead soon
She's dying; she must not
She's hurting; she must not
She'll be fine; she must not
They told her she must not!
The girl open her eyes
She close her ears
She untied her feet
She uncut her fingers
She wanted to runaway
But the tears fell from her heart
The girl’s already dead
Before she said soon
Copyright © Samantha Jayne Rabin Ferrer | Year Posted 2022
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