I'm buried underneath.
In a place where no one can hear me scream.
The man who promised me ice cream killed me with gleam.I am the missing girl
Lost beneath the sea
By a man who was filled with greed
A family who loved me
Now filled with miseryI am the missing girl
Hidden from the sun
From the man who I couldn't run from.
I became the ground in which you walk on.I am the missing girl
Killed by whom I thought loved me.
The man who brought me flowers when we first met,layed a bouquet on my grave
YOU ARE READING
Paper Girl
PoetryThoughts from a paper girl. My emotions spilled on paper. (Just a collection of poems I hope to publish one day for reals.)