The girl next door

I hear her crying
from my undertow
sad life
attention deprived
she calls out names
that they cannot hear
like absent trickling
from her tears
what wound did not heal
tells the truth of it all
what makes her weep
what makes her cry herself
to sleep
and she will be crying
untill she gets sore
the little girl
that lives next door

ashraf ishak
6:30 AM
22ND September 07'
Subang Jaya