She's alone

by devon   Aug 19, 2007


She sits in the darkness, Shes hurt and afraid
she feels so alone, she feels so betrayed
she needs to find a comfort, she wants someone to care
but the condition shes in now, no one would even dare
they all crazy, they don't see she still has a mind
shes made a bad choice and now she wants out, but she needs help to leave it behind
They wont really help her, they think so, but it wont change a thing
shell want it even more, the drug shes chose, she cant help it, shes sick and shes fiegning
they take her to jail, they'll lock her away, but as soon as she gets back out here
shell run to her pipe, shell smoke up her ice, and the pain will magically disappear
well thats what she thinks she has nothing else, this is all she has ever known
it releases the pain, its the closest thing this girls ever had to a home
she knows its not the right thing, and shes crying out for a helping hand
but no one sees the pain within no one will ever understand
why is it so hard to break away? why does she feel so stuck?
because she is, it has her tight, she tries to run but has no luck.
she tries and tries to get away, but its there, no matter where she goes
she lost in it, she cant get out, and no one even knows
she tries to hide it with a smile, like no one can see beneath
but its gotten so bad, she cant even say, she needs someone to believe
her friends have all left her, her mom and her dad, so she has no were to go
she nows this how she will die, and still she sits there desperate and alone
she doesn't have kids, thank God for that, theres no way she could be a good mother
she wants the love that a baby will give, but she knows the cant care for another
she cant care for herself, she doesn't have a house, no food, no money no car
she hopes that one day, she'll get away, shes knows that she will have to go far
she has nothing now, so whats there to lose? if she stays shell have to give up her life
her dreams her hopes, the little things, like becoming a mother and wife
she cries and she cries, she feels the warm tears stream from her eyes down her face
why cant she just set it all down, why wont these memories just erase?
shes running outta time, but shes in need, so she takes another hit
she smokes a bowl, and promises herself , shes done, enough, thats it.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Shirani Graham

    ReallY expressivE anD helD togetheR nicelY witH sucH greaT worS Of choicE.
    WelL donE anD welL deservinG poeM.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jeffreys Girl

    I havnt done drugs besides pot but i have friends that have ruined their lives because of meth. one of my friends actually just recently died in a car accident and she was on meth at the time. nice poem. and thanks for you comment... 5/5