Beautiful Chaos

The Murder

A long time a go

In a land far away

Is the beginning to every good story

So that is what we will say

There sits a girl

With beautiful ivory skin

Never holds a smile

Never shows a grin

Murdered not with a shot

But with the smallest sound

That came from a heart

Pulling her to the ground

People she once loved

Destroyed her tiny hope

People don’t ask why anymore

They just watch her mope

Her best friends abandoned her

Right when she needed support

She wanders alone now a lot

So lost without hope

People said she had satin in her

Screamed at her to leave

So many people demanding things

So many heartless thieves

Her face had gone so pale

As this went on

Her spirit started dying

Her heart so close to gone

She started to get cold

As reserved as she could be

She began to realize

No one wants me

So now she sits by the fountain

Gazing at the hills

It’s not the gun that destroys

It’s the word that kills