desperate embrace
on a mall parking deck
the holy haze
of a summer mistake

please stop right now
before it’s too late
a budding flower grows
but death is her fate

a feather pink gown
stained with blood red
a whisper so low
but it’s a scream in her head

lay her down on the bed
like a doll with no eyes
play pluck panic
confuse her with lies

crumpled up paper
she lies on the ground
taken out with the trash
sink deep deeper drown

where to go from here
the map shrinks smaller
her mind fills with darkness
until there’s nothing left