There once was a girl so sad,
She wrote her life away in a dingy spiral notebook,
Which was ripped and fraying at the bindings,
With a pen of black ink
That put her deepest,darkest secrets
On college lined paper.
The girl wrote so much
and so frequently,
That within weeks
the thick notebook paper
Was devoured by letters,
scrawled Angrly,
paired with salty tears.
When the last page of the notebook was filled
By tight squeezed words and sentences,
The girl shut the notebook
And realized
An eternity has passed,
And she was now an old woman.
When death opened its robe
and herderd her towards him
She welcomed him with a slimy smile
And a warm, welcoming embrace.
For the girl wrote to get away from her tragic
Reality
And it had finally
Slipped
From
Her.