Dying To Get Free

by KemistryKia   Jun 3, 2008


Caessing his hip
with her lips
she has fallen
her mothers calling

who would have guessed
out of this habit
her life would become a mess
and she struggles to grab it

sacrificing time for lust
the me for us
how she is ugly in
how she let life win

rock and weed
just the sum
feining for speed
looking like a bum

her mothers calling
can she hear her falling
her mom is sad
she lives without a dad...

pass the coke
her mom heard her say
she thought it was a joke
when she saw her daughter act this way

her eyes said save me
her body began to bleed
but her mom caught her as she fell
from the pits of hell

*recovery is a recovering experience

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