I know a girl
who jumped out of a window
because she couldn't
have a fix
She broke her back
and her dignity
Lost her kids
and her dealers run away
I know a girl
who told everyone she was rich
so they would lend her a fix
They'll be calling
for their money today
I bet there's nobody there
She'll be somewhere else
giving someone else
her despair
Hi dave, thanks for your words on my poem, broken, I'm very new at this and so I don't feel confident enough to review poetry to any great extent, however, for what my view is worth, I liked Ur poem
Strong message. Sad that still in the 21 century we have been unable to do away with dealers. Too much money involved. Those who are supposed to do away with dealers likely take their share and fail the community and allow the continued (indirect) killing of our youngsters. We can find Osama but allow pushers in the schools of our children. We need a kindness revolution.
such a sad tale...but brilliant in your chosen form direct and honest....tyvn karen
very nice, I know a lot of people on drugs, the things they do: / the only thing you can really do is pray
I had a friend that did this, jumped from a tower block and broke her back, its sad. Good poem
*shake head* this poem is so good. my cousin (may he rest in peace) he hung himself in frount of his baby girl cause he got so high and couldnt get away from everything: ((but drugs are not worth it....
drugs are the death of the soul... take it from one who knows! great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant message to put over, well written.