the darkness seeps beneath her skin.
she feels the many gazes around her,
her sunken eyes begin to glare.
suddenly the air is filled with whispers.
who will notice if she's gone?
who will remember her?
they say her name,
all that comes to mind is bright hair,
and the sad eyes, that once gazed upon them.
This work is a little vague. And for that I find it hard to immediately relate to. It is definately original. I really like the last line it has a spark to it, but I'm just not sure how we got there. I personally would have elaborated a bit more. Keep up the work!