She lives a life of pain,
she falls off the edge,
she fills so replaced,
trying to keep her balance on this shaky ledge;
She fights back the tears,
she's got to keep going,
no matter the fears,
but her life is slowing;
she takes comfort in her drugs,
she starts to fade,
fell for the plug,
at least in this façade;
she leaves,
with nothing to do,
lost any belief,
for putting my trust in you;
Daddy dies,
mommy cries,
a life of never ending lies,
she's never paid for her crimes;
She goes away,
to a world of make believe,
to a happy place,
where there are no demons;
she leaves from the fight,
she goes insane,
floating at the speed of light
nothing she has became;
she's drowning in her sorrow,
she leaves while the blood drips,
there's no hope for a better tomorrow,
she loses her grip;
Daddy dies,
mommy cries,
a life of crime,
a life of all these lies.
THE END!!
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Tilted
Poetry"What's love, when we are in pain, how can we fly above, when there's tears streaking our face."
