Flames of a Shattered Girl

The dark soul dispersed into flames,
Dissembled to be what it was not,
She tried to dispatch her feelings,
To dispel what she could not,
To disseminate her actions,
Scream out loud,
Hoping someone would see her,
Hear her,
To dissuade her in what she was doing,
But this dissonance was killing,
No one cared,
Such a joke she is,
People's divisive opinions about her,
They all seen her as a disrepute to society,
An endless cause,
A girl dithering about what was becoming of her,
No one dissent from that idea,
This pressure distending inside,
Nothing divine lived within,
This girl,
She is me.