Unseen Overhead
Walking unseen overhead
A little white haired girl
Sporting a white dress
Going unheard as she walks
The little girl comes to a halt
Her delicate feet smeared with mud
Tears stinging her minty green eyes
She asked in a quavering voice
“Where am I?”
Getting no answer
She raised her chin
Puffed out her chest
And walked on
Walking unseen through the city
The little girl peers into a bright window
Seeing what she seemed to be missing
A family, like what she vaguely remembered
Laughing from the other side of the window
The girl, feeling left out knocked
Her little fist rapped against the door
The door flew open
She remained unseen
So the girl slipped inside
With stars in her eyes
She took a knife
Going unheard, remaining unseen
The girl went to the girl, reminding her of herself
And plunged the knife into her chest
With each stab, the living girl slipped further away
With each shriek, the unseen forced herself into the living
Until, the living was dead and the dead alive
No longer unseen, the girl had a home
But finding the family she had taken was not what she sought
She erased them
And left in search of another
Walking unseen overhead
Staying unheard, the girl from the dead
Goes looking for the place she might fit in
Walking unseen overhead
She brings about a lot more death
So when there’s death in town
Be sure not to be around
I creeped myself out with this.... xD
