Poem -

forgotten child

she stood at the corner

she waited all night,

for someone to drive buy

to make her feel alright ,

she waited there for hours

in the cold and the rain,

50 bucks in her pocket

enough to ease her pain,

how long has it been

since she had her last taste,

of that white powered hell

not a drop would she wast,

she,s acing and shaking

as she hold,s her dirty spoon,

needle in her bruised hand 

hoping it will be soon,

she stands there and wonder,s 

how did her life take this twist,

once she was happy 

but now the bottom of the list,

no one will worry

about how she has been,

no one to care

never to be seen,

after a while

a car pulls up alongside,

she stand,s there looking pretty

her face she tries to hide,

she gives him her money

he gives her a white bag of treat,s,

she,s left there in the rain

the white hell she is about to meet,

she walk.s down the dark ally 

as she start,s to cry,

she look,s up to the heaven,s

and scream,s out GOD please tell me why,

she is battered and beaten

from her needle,s of pain,

it,s time to stop now

she wont do this again,

year,s of touchier 

has built up inside,

there is nowhere to run

there is nowhere to hide,

so with her last needle 

this devil she is about to meet ,

the last time flowing through her body 

sadly now she forever sleep,s 

goodbye forgotten child,xxxxx

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Rick Newman

Well written story. I've known many that are on that path as once myself. I only pray that the day comes that all find a way to leave it. At times it seems like a good way but it never ends that way. Good Stuff

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Paul Carroll

thank you rick nice of you to comment , paul

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