just writing....
She came to me in what seemed like a dream... draped in black... fearing my name... yet she called out to me... touching me softly and kissing me gently... looking for comfort i could not relay through my lips... eyes glassed by tears that would not fall for they were held back tightly in a world of sorrow that lie behind.... Continuing to Call to me... but i did not step forward... hidden behind my own silken wall of selfishness... She was soon to die in the torment others conveyed to her... languorous, she sunk to the floor reaching out in a final attempt to be saved... all she needed was my hand... a guiding man she so wished i could be... and so...she died through my apathetic tranquility... girl, taughty by tradgedy...