You’re so quiet these days,

My little Elsie,

Laying in your bed of stars,

Lips as red as the finest wines,

Hair as flowing as a waterfall,

Dark, heavy lids screamed to rest,

Their loud cries of pain finally quelled.

 

You’re so quiet these days,

My little Elsie,

Your skin painted hues of violet,

Blooming red roses adorn your dress,

Wrapped in a cocoon of tears,

Sitting in your dollhouse,

Whilst Mama has fun elsewhere.

 

 

You’re so quiet these days,

My little Elsie,

Still waiting for Mama to come home,

Swathe you in blankets of love,

Sing of summers long gone,

A mother’s lullaby is after all

The best thing to end the storm.

 

 

You’re so quiet these days,

My little Elsie,

Mama gave you new flowers,

And now she cries tears of grief,

Laying you to rest on broken promises,

Tucking you in with quilts of false hope,

Suckling you on negligence.

 

 

You’re so quiet these days,

My little Elsie,

Mama whispers into your elfin ear,

She strokes your hair,

And asks as a final request,

“Can you smile for your Mama one last time 

My dear…?”

 

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    A poem about a young girl named Elsie, whose mother who neglects her young daughter, repeatedly coming home drunken and abusing her. In the end, Elsie - the daughter, comes to an unfortunate demise when her mother beats her to death. Coming to regret her actions, the mother weeps over her daughter's battered corpse, wishing to once again see the little girl's sweet smile.

Hi there my name is Pine! I love cartoons like Gravity Falls and like to write stories and poems in my free time! I am a teenager who likes to write grim/dark stories and poetry or based off of my personal experiences. I never usually use rhyming unless it fits with the poem. My favourite form of poem is normally not using a rhyme scheme and one stanza. I like to listen to Melanie Martinez and Dark Vocaloid songs to get me in the mood to write poems. I hope you enjoy my poetry! (published once in 2011)

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