Trapped

by shelle   May 2, 2006


She wonders how she has ended up here,
It started with the odd pill here and there,
But then it got worse and she got addiscted,
she started injecting, like her family predicted,
things got worse and she began to steal,
not really thinking of how others would feel,
as her addiction began to grow,
she went as low as she could go,
that is how she ended up here,
selling her body and living in fear,
most of all living in shame,
it doesnt feel good to be on the game,
she tries to beat her addiction so she never has to do this another day,
but she feels she is trapped and their is no other way.

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  • 18 years ago

    by shelle

    No no no lol thank you for the comment, none of my poems are of personal experience i just like a variety of types that i write :) shelle x

  • 18 years ago

    by Tamra

    Random Comments. Very nice poem. I hope that's not from personal experience. 5/5.

  • 18 years ago

    by kayla

    Good poem thanx fur commentin mine