Innocence lost on a bathroom floor,
a part of her is left to die.
Just another teenage whore,
waiting to get high.
She's just a child at heart,
abandoned with a blade.
Slowly shes falling apart,
she doesn't want to be afraid.
What happened to the child?
The innocence on her face?
Now impure & defiled,
shes fallen far from grace.
She's got a scar on her soul.
She's popping some pills.
She's smoking a bowl.
Watching herself go downhill,
Snorting the coke,
it's breaking her heart,
this is where she starts to choke.
Oh she wishes she played it smart.
Author notes
bad night,needed to write, this is what I got.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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So kuch emotion in here
it reminds me of myself
so much!Such a great write
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wow intense much?
Great writing tho
Pretty damn true poem huh?
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