The Black Frocked Girl Poem by Sucheta Sarwan

The reason behind a deep silence;
The reason behind being deaf;
The reason behind doing what I want;
The reason be it big or small;
The girl in the black frock does what she thinks.

You go talk to her she retorts stop being John Doe,
I smile and now open my arms and am ready to hug her,
She feels cold, like biting on cold ice
I feel like I'm flying,
I open my eyes and I look into her eyes,
And I see nothing but pain, inevitable pain.

And then I realize that pain isn't humanly;
I shriek, I cry no one listens,
I try to run I feel like I'm in a box.

Years after this;
I see the girl in the black frock not grown an inch,
She is just as she was and this time she opens her arms,
And I start feeling like I'm losing myself,
I try holding on,
But nothing seems to work,
She coldly smiles at my desperate face,
And just whispers,
Your time's up!