M's Poetry
Once A Beauty Queen
All in white
she lays hauntingly still
eyes closed
as though to escape into dreams
lipstick slightly smeared
upon thickets in the forest
nature in all it's brightness
beams down on the fallen beauty
while night echoes the silence
that has bestowed upon her
it was here she put up a struggle
moments that flashed like a horror movie
backdrop familiar like the one
in the Blair Witch Project
nothing could have predicted
the screams of just last year
has turned the December chill
into dark stark reality
once invisible like the wind
but all things that seem too good
always meets it's end
but why still does it be so bitter?
so brutal like the life of a nightmare
she lost her other life
stepped into the streets
found her so called redemption
or by any other means her way to get by
once a beauty queen
but died a prositute....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
she lays hauntingly still
eyes closed
as though to escape into dreams
lipstick slightly smeared
upon thickets in the forest
nature in all it's brightness
beams down on the fallen beauty
while night echoes the silence
that has bestowed upon her
it was here she put up a struggle
moments that flashed like a horror movie
backdrop familiar like the one
in the Blair Witch Project
nothing could have predicted
the screams of just last year
has turned the December chill
into dark stark reality
once invisible like the wind
but all things that seem too good
always meets it's end
but why still does it be so bitter?
so brutal like the life of a nightmare
she lost her other life
stepped into the streets
found her so called redemption
or by any other means her way to get by
once a beauty queen
but died a prositute....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
