Her living hell

by eric   Aug 26, 2006


A broken hearted girl
who once had a dream
raped by her father
with noone to hear her scream

started with drugs
anything to cure the pain
digging herself deeper
left out in the rain

she tried rehab
but was to far gone
like a game of chess
she felt like a pawn

feeling weak
helpless and high
sitting on a corner street
watching life pass her by

left to prostitution
the only job she could find
no one could tell
what was on this girls mind

she gets some clean men
and some that dont shower
she leads them in
for the lust to devour

no love
an empty, souless heart
shredded and beaten
just simply torn apart

she sleeps through dusk
and wakes at dawn
this poor girl wakes up
with needles in her arm

shes doesnt go to church
but still she prays
wishing for a better life
hoping for brighter days

this poor girl
shes hurt, you can tell
this is the story of her life
her living hell...

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  • 16 years ago

    by Courtney

    For one, I love the title you chose- it was a real hook. It's amazing how you can tell such good stories and yet seem to not put the rhyme and flow in jepardy! Looking forward to reading more!

  • 18 years ago

    by Kayd

    I love your work, it similar to what I write ;)

  • 18 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Such a tradgedy. :(

  • 18 years ago

    by eric

    I dont understand how my poem isnt deep enough..but i think your comment isnt deep enough. please let me know how i can fix it :)! thanks

  • 18 years ago

    by soul in chains

    Good try but i think your poem isn;t deep enough. however it contents many truths