Down the Corridors She Still Walks

There was a little girl So different from the others With internal heartfelt cries Her existence in lonely smother She never fitted in Her parents became so lost A decision they came to make To their paternal cost To a place where they have taken her This girl from their hearts They are now lost in their limbo Heavy tears as they depart The doors close and sever As they fade away Into her distance From her future stay To her room she is taken Her world now torn apart Scared and visibly shaken Her past and them apart Many months have passed As trauma's fill her years Happenings so horrific That left so many fears Deaths became so common Objects would fly at speed As all around her panic She's called the devils seed It's been two decades now As this place has died it's death This girl that came so young Left so many reft Her life was finally taken One long cold winters day In a bath full of water She let the razor play This building she called home Where people passed and talked This young girl, the devils seed Still down the corridors she walks http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark.php