A Random Ode

Ode about my sister and to my sister, the late Meaghan Ross for alas she is no more....
By Rachael Ross

The world has turned against her
the only thing she hears
is the *ahem* of all around
she cant get away
*ahem*
*ahem*

Her eyes has begun to twitch,
Her neck spasms,
Her shoulder tenses up to her jaw,
Her head pounds,
Every sound,
Echos,
*Ahem*
*Ahem*

Her disposition isn't what it was,
For she has snapped,
And gone insane,
Only because,
She cant get away!
*Ahem*
*AHEM*

Will it ever end,
this strange noise,
that irks her so?
*Ahem*
*Ahem*
*AHEM*