short poem extracts

Dead girl

Her mind was jumbled up
Memories of her past self
coming back to her
Her back hit the wall
the wind pushing her back
as she looked bewildered
Was this a dream?
No it can't be
She stopped sleeping a long time ago
What's happening?
Then it all came to a halt
everything back to normal
Like it never happened
She was left only with herself
This time hanging from the ceiling
Dead,gone.