This girl

How did i get these memories
this girl is a stranger to me
and yet i see what happened to her
i see her cry and plea

this girl was murdered by a stranger
her aura covered with fear she
screamed until her remaining breath
and her final tear

i hate to watch what happened to her
but i cannot make it stop
i know she is dead that is for sure
in my memory i see her drop

and now her thoughts lead me here
to a place that's cold and damp
i look closer and it is the morgue
lit by a single lamp

the bodies are all lain out
each one has been uncovered
she forces me to look at them
not one is undiscovered

i look with horror at the bodies
everyone has a story to tell
i try not to listen to the silence
of the room i force myself not to yell

this girl has brought me here
for a reason i know this for a fact
i gaze at each life less body
at the walls, all torn and cracked

i start to leave this horrible place
but something catches my eye
one single door has yet to be opened
she says look, and to not cry

i slowly walk to the secret door
my fear growing still
this girl tell me not to be afraid
her wishes i am fulfilled

i grab the handle and pull it open
i look at the girl, not wanting to flee
i understand why she brought me here
for that little girl is me.