Warning: My 6th grade poetry is quite possibly the worst.
Safe (c. 1993)
She’s lost in a world of her own
Lost in a world unknown
She’s spinning in her mind
Her way she can’t seem to find
Where she is, no one knows
She’s now grown cold
No expression on her face
In the world she is out of place
It is dark as night
Her fears turn to fright
Shadows dance across the walls
Her screams echo in the hall
She grabs a gun, points it to her head
One shot, she is dead
Safe from her life on the Earth
From what’s chased her from birth