I Have Died So Long Ago

I have died so long ago. The pieces of my bones were buried in Sheol. It was so dark where I lay now. My flesh is rotten and almost gone. I have lived once in this world, Where a loving family I was involved. A dearest mom who loved me so, Loving siblings I treasured most! I'm a free-spirited young lady. I love to entertain the world, Wind hums as I hit the notes. The nature became my hidden world. I was once a fruit in a tree. Until one day, a harvester picked me. Still unripe, too young and fresh. He stole my innocence. Too many years past and my seed grew. I have started bearring fruits. But the harvester did not content, He pulled me out from where I'd been. He murdered me on one darkest night. Then buried me beneath the ground. I'm so helpless, no voice to shout! My breath is counting one by one. Until I surrendered the last air in my lungs. I have died so long ago. This girl that you used to know, Isn't the one who writes a poem. She had died so long ago. She walks every night to find her home.