If Only...* Poem by God is Good

Thinking, searching,
for the feeling.
Eyes held shut, open minded,
still there is nothing.
Listening to the birds chirping, now hearing the streams' flow..
opening my eyes...
still no light.
Imaginary world, but no beauty in sight.
People with no faces,
speaking with low voices,
whispering harsh words, yet there is a big grin visible....
I try to run, but theres a magnetic like attraction
pulling me to them...
i try to scream, but I have no voice....
they hold me down, making me one of them...
'no, no....
I'm just a little girl. Let me stay this little girl, '
It's to late now.
I am no one.
I have no one.
Only the darkest darkness of the world,
all light, beauty, and happiness stolen.
There is no light.