Dead Yesterday
She sat alone in the cold of the snow.
She wore her last piece of him around her neck on a silver
chain.
A blue sapphire stone as beautiful as the twilight sky.Her breath
shorting with every one she took.
Slowly dying.
The wind grew cold, ice.
Snow stinging her face.
She soon wanted her soul to be released.
“I wanted to be dead yesterday!”
She screamed to emphasize all the pain and misery she felt.
“God please just take my soul.”
She missed him, trying to be with him.
Pleading God to kill her, to let her die.
She wanted to die because of him.
He was lost 23 years ago.
On her birth date.
“What a wonderful birthday gift to see his face on this day.”
As the wind got colder and the snow fell harder.
She stopped breathing.
That stone in her hand.
And that girl died with a smile.
~They found her body 23 days later~