31
May
2016
May
2016
Style of Oni Poem
categories: Edson, Humanities
A girl sits by herself in the ally way.
Despair engulfs her like cancer.
No one’s there to see her cry and scream.
Alone forever and left with sorrow.
Death comes to her door every day,
But she fights it off like a pack of wolves.
Her face is deprived of life
She smells of sewer and human excrement
The people that walk by stare
Not knowing what to do
How can they help?
Life will go on like this for eternity
With different people every time
This will happen until they die.