A younge woman of about Fourteen...   Author:  56297  Category:(Poetry) Created:(7/29/2004 6:22:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (474 times) A young woman, of about fourteen Her pain was so deep, that it was unseen Look at the smile, the makeup, and the friends and everything seems fine When in reality she’s hanging on by a thin line Look past the smile, the eye shadow and lip gloss You will see that in her world everything is lost She hides behind her imaginary wall As her soul trembles and begins to fall Quietly she makes no sound, as the crimson blood runs down her wrist The tears run down her cold cheeks as she wish she didn’t exist To her nothing made sense No one ever came to her defense She was trapped behind a vial of pain and sadness Everyday she spent trapped added to the madness Alone in her room she would cry The painful tears running down her face The part of her heart that was lost, no one could replace You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  56297 ( Click here ) Spring is coming