The Girl in the Black Reaper Dress
 

(~(So, tell me what you think. I had a lot of free time... ^_^;)~)

Two people hide my pain.
A gentle mask, a thin mask.
Raw feelings lay behind it.
A gentle mask of a butterfly.

Hair, the color of moonlit straw.
Skin, pale, forever drained of it’s original color.
Eyes, hard and as cold, as ice,
Forever hiding the pain of her existence.

Her dress billowing around her,
As the world continues to move.
Black as the other side of the moon.
The red under layers, once white.

She grasps at her sides,
Falling apart at the seams.
The pain for her is just too great.
She wishes she could fade into the darkness.

No one cares for her existence.
She is alone,
Always, and always, alone.
The few who care never stay.
They leave her to her sorrow, her loneliness.

very good! ^^

Oh, look. I got bored and did the font colors the colors in said stanzas... wow... I need a life badly...

i think it looks good and colorful ^^ there's nothing wrong with that.

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Thank you. ^_^

I really liked this! Especially since I was listening to Enigma by Trapt at the same time! It gives it a good effect I think.

Thanks... I didn't know if it was good enough to post so I was mentally debating it for a little bit there... eheheh....

Your poem has great visualization. I can almost see the girl and I can feel how alone she is. You did a good job in writing this. Great job!

Any favorite stanzas or any that need work?

Meep... emptyness...