I did not just disappear
You took me away from here
You did away with my body
You left me lying there
I was trying to run
But I could not escape
I knew the end was near
And this was my fate
I handed you, my children
My hands bound, behind my back
I could not escape
My enemies attack
The masked faces
Who are they
Their veils finally dropped
Females I trusted
In my twisted death plot
The last person I seen
Last hug I give
My only prayer
Lord, watch over my kids
I wanted to be famous
That is what they all have said
But the fame I wanted
I did not want to be dead
My ghost will haunt them all
Until I am found
Right now, I am missing
But I am still around
You may have gotten this far
But all soon will know
Karma will reveal
Your final show
© Sheltial Green
This is just a poem about a missing person. Unsure what happend but this is my take on things a different narrative. She is yet to be found