IT (Part 1)

She was
*perfect*
before
-IT-
She was
*happy*
before
-IT-
She lived
*life*
until the day...
The day
-IT-
took her life away.

She didn't
*die*
(She'd have been
better off)
Better off
away from
-IT-
but in this world it
Isn't Easy
to say no to
-IT-

-IT-
was her friend,
Her Best
[of all].
Her friend would not
hurt her
[at all]
She had a mind to
take it (safe)
But still, she told
her friend
"[Okay]."

-IT-
took her high
-IT-
brought her low,
and swooped her
to the ground below.
The rush
(diminished)
She would
(lust)
for just one more
to make her
[rush].
Her heart was
*light*,
she was
[a cloud],
Floating in
*the sky*
above.
Her nerves were
*jumpy*
... eyes twitched
*fast*
Each high just
never seemed to
[last].
And when
-IT-
faded,
She would too,
into this
(broken
state of
gloom)
Until she
Took another pill;
[another hit] to
make her full.

Each time
it seemed
that
-IT-
would soothe
each worry
that she
had...
[in truth]
The moment that
the High would
(pass),
her troubles would come
*Crashing Back*.

-IT-
was there
when friends
were gone.
-IT-
made her life
(move along).
She'd pop the pill,
then
-IT-
would come,
and cradle her inside
*a cloud*.

Soon she wanted
[just]
to see
how taking two
(at once)
would be.
She looked at
the small, puny
pills,
and swallowed
[waiting for
*the thrill*.]

And this time,
she was in
*Heaven*;
she flew as if
she *Levitated*;
Weightless, perfect...
through the sky
she'd fly
so high...
[more high
than
the
last time].

And when the
*high*
left, she went low,
She
*crashed*
onto the ground
below...
She wanted
(*MORE*)
She needed
(*MORE*)
She Had to make so very
[Sure.]
But now that she
was
[having
two]
the price was getting
[higher
too...]
Her need
[for which she lived
life
for]
was too expensive
to afford.
Her eyes were
*bloodshot*
Heartbeat
[quick.]
It was
Nine Hours
since
(her
last
fix)
It seemed like forever was finally
[gone]
as each second suspended
{and then
lingered
on...}

She tried not to
think
of her small little
pill,
but she just
(couldn't do it)
[she had no free will.]
She needed a hit
or she would go
*Insane*
just one fix
then she said
"[Then I promise I'll Quit.]"

She thought of a
*plan*
that would get her some
*cash*,
she thought of the
sports, and the
(cash in
their
bags)
after school,
when they practiced,
she went through their bags
(she said to herself,
"[I will give it all back.]")
Then she called up her dealer,
Then set up a
place,
where for
cash,
she could buy
some more pills
[for the day]
and the highs
just got
*higher*,
The lows
got more
*Low*.
The prices rose up,
and she could buy
no
more...
But she knew that to live
she would need to be
(high)
and she knew with no pills
she just
may as well
*(die)*.
The girls locker room
was now locked
(her last hope...)
and she just didn't
where on earth
she could go...
and she fought deep
within,
(and the demons
did win),
She took cash from her parents
(they saw not a thing,
they were always working,
they barely knew the drug
known as
(-IT-)-IT-(-IT-)-IT-(*-IT-*)

I am typing up some more as you read this on [April 26th, 2007), so please check my featured poems!

Hopefully I will get it up today. If you like it, I will get it up today, If you don't like it so far, then just tell me and I won't post part 2-4.

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~Stephen White
[April 26th, 2007]