dirty faced girl child
like shit-stained tracks from tears
and brown decay and
just
just
just a bit
of indifference
she cries, silently
shaking her sullen tresses
and they still bounce
they do
like when she was alive
before he came
and before mama didn’t care
before when there was food
instead of the stench
of day-old beer in the
cigarette fouled air
before
he
he
he
came
and she never wished anyone
dead
and her hair and step
were full of bounce
before
when she was still a girl
and not
a woman
in a torn
shabby dress, once full of
bounce
and
not
stained
red
and dark with tears
and sticky white horror
before,
when she was
alive
but dream, she could
dream
and dream and
dream and
dream and dream
and dream and
get lost in dreams
and
and
and
wish for hope
opulent, drug resistant
hope
the kind she never had
the type that won’t
fade when mama’s
high
again
or when he stops
hitting
and
and
and
the kind of dreams
where skies are
blue and
hearts are red
and not
the other way round
the kind of
dreams where fairies
still have hope
and tears
don’t fall tears don’t
fall tears don’t
fall they don’t
fall
fucking
don’t fall
they
they
they
they
don’t fall
’cause he’s dead
you see
and
there’s hope
and mama’s
not just a
fucking junkie
whore and
fairies don’t
fuk they don’t
fuk they don’t
have to
and the world’s
all damn right
again
’cause it’s a children’s
world
after all
i mean, isn’t it?
Very touching written,just a drop of annoyance on my side I can’t watch the clip it is blocked here in Germany for Copyright reasons.
Shoot. Well, it was just the music that created the mood I wrote the poem to.
Well the Poem is very sad and very much on the spot .I do like it and it makes me reflect on it .Even that I have no experience with Drugs whatsoever.Well my Art is my Drug anyway.
Damn that was dark, all the more so because I can picture this as a reality in the lives of all too many people. Nice pace as well.
Thank you. Sadly, I know several women for whom this was reality.
Excellent. That doesn’t seem to be the right word, but that’s all I can come up with.
Damn.
Thanks, Carissa.