Little Girl

I saw you across the road, holding your mum's hand as you watched the cars speed past, the air was so cold, but this cold weather seemed to last, it's been days since i've seen the sun, it was the last time i had any fun, down at the beach, with my little girl, the last time i could teach, her how to build sandcastles and find shiny pearls.

Just a day later, and she took her last breath, and now i just feel like a traitor, as it should of been me that met my death, not my little girl, she was my whole world.

But accidents happen, i know that this one wasn't supposed to happen, and now every day that i awake, my heart continues to break, and my body becomes filled, with the coldest of chills.

And as i watch this girl, step into the road, images begin to whirl, and a flashback of a episode, plays in my mind, and suddenly i turn blind, yet i get there in time, to make sure the girl's fine, like i wish i could've done with mine, before she sent shivers down my spine. 

And was taken from me, and then appeared in my dreams, to say goodbye, and all that i could do was cry, as my little girl had taken her final breath, and i was left alone to face her death.