She Is A Goner Poem by Guinevere Eveleigh

A voice unheard
A night has come
A universe of sin has just begun today
Roses die
A bird has fallen
A girl cries out for help
But not a soul cast a thought on her burden
She is alone and very enslaved
But who comes and bestows her some tendering care
The answer is no-one does
She is the dust
of a long-deceased joy of love
She is abandoned
Her eyes have wept
She is an endless gushing river of neglect
Where is her father?
Where is her mother?
They don't come
And neither does her lover
Why is she here?
What is her past?
Does anybody know that she is part of the worldly flock
She is a ghost
But she's still alive
Her decade of glamour and bliss have left her far behind
She's a phantom
Of all our wickedness
She feels the pang of every immoral sin
She hears curses, lies and cheats and lust and greed and vain inside her mind
Screaming, scratching, clawing, biting all inside
But does anyone care?
I'm sad to say that no they don't
Because she's the one of whom they have been waiting for
For someone to feel the guilt in all their lives
She feels it all crashing and howling and burning and smoldering all inside
She feels it all
She does and no is nothing left of sorrow
And so i'm grieved to tell you that she is nothing now except a goner