I watch her being taken,
To a place of sorrow for souls,
Were there's no tomorrow.

Looking over at the body,
I see she was me,
And I was her.

i love this poem, this part in particular has such an impact, beautifully penned poem, the flow was fluent throughout.
Great job 5/5 xx

I love this poem and it is so deep

Thank you all for the nice comments! They are very much appreciated! XD
Sarah xx