Insanity devouring Complications growing Death consuming Affluence diminished Live Stop and stare at the dead body below It once belong to a young little girl Small streams of blood and tears glide down her swan like neck Dew drops dance and glitter as they fall Watch them circling Faster and faster Bigger and bigger they grow Listen closely to her heart pound against her chest Faster and faster She lifts her arm Grabs your sleeve Screams in your face “HELP ME PLEASE” Confused and frightened you run Off into the dark where no light roams Your freedom grows No longer does she haunt you Nor does she follow you You run faster and faster Never turn your head Tired and weak you choose to halt But you suddenly hear the same pounding from before The pounding grows louder It increases in speed Paleness consumes you Frozen in time you slowly turn your head Nothing there.. Sure she may be dead, but in memory she haunts and will never ever leave you again -paola