The Goal to Die
The Wind Blows
The Willows Sing
The Crow Cries
The rain taps on the coffin
She dies on repeat
But nothing every truly ends
Her life lives on
Her family sobs
Shes so sorry
This was her last goodbye
She was confused
They weren't proud
She accomplished her goal
This Time
It took one car
At the wrong time
And one tipsy teen
In the wrong place
To Kill her
Like she always wanted
This poem is about:
Our world