I met a girl, who thought that all was for naught,

And that her life was no longer worth how hard she fought,

Screaming and yelling, she struggled to stay above drowning point,

As grief pulled her further into pools of darkness.

She doubted herself and the positives of life,

As the one she loved fades from memory.

But within her, the fight and the strife,

Is consuming all happiness in her heart

Long days and even longer nights,

As her mind ceases to let her love fade away,

Refusing to forgive and forget, refusing to lie still,

Refusing to keep old skeletons buried beneath the grave

So the nights continue as her ghosts come to haunt her,

Reminiscences of past happiness giving away to darker thoughts,

The seed planted, feeding off her fearful soul,

As dark night turns to day.

Another day for her to pass through, but not to live,

For no longer does she fill her day with laughter and enjoyment,

But with misery and tearful dreariness,

Until her soul fades away.

One day she may meet her loved one once again,

But what will she have left to give?

Former beauty and glory swept away in her dreadful countenance,

And even the one she loved will no longer recognize,

In her darkened misery.