A little girl was playing alone 
Dancing in a field of flowers 
Soon, the sun started to set 
She had been gone for hours 
 
The colors were so mesmerizing 
So, she didn’t notice at all 
When the sun disappeared 
It got dark at nightfall 
 
The girl started to worry 
In fear, she screamed out loud 
Even the moon and stars 
Were hidden by a thundercloud 
 
Soon, it started to rain 
The little girl began to run 
Her dress was caught by thorns 
And soon became undone 
 
Her clothes cut in tatters 
Covered in tar-black mud 
The thorns pierced her legs 
And they leaked red blood 
 
Worst of all, she couldn’t tell 
Which path she had to take 
She picked a random one 
In the dark, a winding snake 
 
Sadly, she picked wrong 
And she was very lost 
So far from her home 
She shivered in the frost 
 
Into the woods, dark as death 
She heard a distant sound 
She screamed and tripped 
And fell to the ground 
 
Like a permanent shadow 
Her body remained 
Her head leaked blood 
It pooled and stained 
 
They never found the body 
But soon, everyone said 
The woods were never the same 
After the girl was dead 
 
Pale as hoarfrost 
A girl in her childhood 
They say her ghost 
Forever roams the wood