All Alone

2nd attempt...writin poetry (OR WATEVA THA HELL U WANT 2 CALL IT!!) by lookin at a pic..a woman’s facin tha sea at nyt..n shes standin barefoot..huggin herself..*probably 2 keep warm or sumthn*so umm..this is wat i came up wit

(this wuz written in April 2006)

strollin all alone on tha beach
as tha soft cool sand carresses her feet
tha wind wraps itself around her in an embrace
while tha shore's by tha waves bein chased (LAAAME i knooo)
whisperin' sweet nothings, tha wind tugs at her soul
givin her tha achin feelin of not bein whole
she then senses tha absence of compassion n love
as she looks questioningly at tha starry sky above
hot tears well up in her chocolate brown eyz
her delicate body is wracked by sobs as she cries
to tha world, shes jus a beautiful young woman who's jus started her lyf
n is 'bout 2 become some proud man's wyyf
they dont kno that shes all torn up insyyd
they r in complete oblivion of tha pain that she hides
n then a gunshot...aftr which nothin is heard...
her vision is becomin increasingly blurred
she lies...blood drainin' from tha hole in her head
she wuz merely alone b4...but now...shes DEAD.....