Everyday another girl runs.
Leaving her home.
Forgetting the sun.
Not knowing that she'll have no food.
She'll have nowhere to stay.
Nowhere to sleep and nothing to do.
She'll forget her friends lose her mind.
She'll hide in the streets, lose track of time.
And one day the sun will touch her face.
Showing a girl who made a mistake.
A girl that lies on the ground.
So still so cold not making a sound.
And this girl who left her life.
Did nothing wrong but is paying the price.
I like the theme of this the line 'forgetting the sun', well thats just grand you've got a gift!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good storyline Kyla, and well described. Good flow too and nice and concise. Enjoyable read. love and hugs Ernestine XXX