Message of a Ghost
Forever and ever
the boy would live
a ghost who could never
himself forgive,
that day playing by the pool
he drowned
his small pale white body
his sister found.
His mother and father
screamed and cried
for their little angel
had so tragically died,
on his sixteen year old sister
was laid all the blame
now she torments herself
have the parents no shame.
But her pain he couldn’t
take away
and she grew paler
every day,
He tried to reach her
but he couldn’t
she started to do things
he knew she shouldn’t.
He tried to stop
her bleeding wrists
but the blood just flowed
through his small fists,
and every time
she cut herself
the little ghost boy
only blamed him self.
Eight years old
the day he died
his whole life he never
would have made her cry,
its all his fault that
her life was in flames
because no one else
would take the blame.
But he could do nothing
to make her life better
so with her blood
he wrote out a letter,
“I love you,” he wrote
on the wall
“It was never your fault
after all.”
The confused ghost boy
reached her too late
and the little ghost boy
transformed with hate,
around her dying body he flew
a hideous master piece he drew.
A picture of the family
they once were
And one last message,
“Does no one care about her?”
To take her soul
The demons arrived
“Take mine not hers,”
The little boy cried.
With a glint in his eye
The demon agreed,
To the gates of heaven,
The girls soul was freed.
But the boy the demons
Did not take,
He roams the world
Eyes cold with hate.
But sometimes you
might feel his cold hand,
he tells you your pain
he understands.
And every girl
that cuts her wrists,
reminds him painfully
of his older sis.
Copyright © Nastassia Peterie | Year Posted 2009
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