A Doomed Poetess

She was a shy child and a lonely girl with a dream So she started writing poems and became famous But when she awakened, she found that Her dream did not come true She was spending her days looking for lost stars And nights, searching her soul For lost answers and unspoken fears Nevertheless, she gave herself to the world Because she had never belonged to anyone People knew that, and that`s why they glorified her, Humiliated her, and finally killed her And now, we imprisoned here miss her, Lure her with the ancient bait of pain But her soul doesn`t crave the things It yearned on during black mortal years Still this pure white flame of burnt desires Lightens our path