Blissful Nothingness
Sad little girl, she’s broken, can't you see the way she token
Not any amount of dope can seem to help her cope
She holds the rope,but just cant seem to find hope
Sad eyes begging for help
instead she holds back all her misery
tilting the bottle till she forgets all the memories
running through rain, praying to wash away the pain
needing just a glimpse of the sun
a small glimmer of light, signaling the end of this tormented life.
stuck in the fast lane: sex, drugs, and gangs.
finding herself, searching for the right path to take.
but she’s lost, still going the wrong way
yearning for help, but what would it change
she jumps into the light, she never could find
blissful nothingness
B.K
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