Horror Land

A small, little girl, with not a care in the world
Pretty, perfect head on her pillow, in her bed curled
The images fill her head
Over and Over again

This Horror Land that she dreams about
No one hears her scream or shout
Running frantically around
No way to escape

Everything she fears
Suddenly appears
She desperately cries for help
Falling to the ground, no one's around

She calls to the Gods
Clinging to her lovely facades
Drastic for a way to end it all
She grabs the rope and starts to run

Ending her own life seemed perfect at first
Ever since birth, she was the worst
With the rope around her neck
She takes the step off, into the abyss