Dead Girl Ghost by Marissa Fee

She stands small
Skinny, from being starved
Her brain makes a brawl
The arms she owns are carved

Life was dragged away from her
It only took a second
The only thing she could say was “Sure”
If only she didn't feel threatened

She walks past the place she used to call home
No more talking to friends and family
All she is, is alone
Body moves hazily

Never will she be alive
Never will she be revived