Yesterday her whole world changed.
Every thing's confused and rearranged.
She went and gave in to the pain.
It's gonna kill her cocaine.
Holding on to just memory.
Dealing with knowing what will never be.
Headed to a town of sinful bliss.
She never thought it would turn to this.
Afraid to be a part of this world
She wants to stop it's turning.
Just going to sit around,
Satisfy her yearning.
No, this isn't a game.
That things going to kill her cocaine.
Now her only hunger
Is that she die younger.
Sometimes I wish she would,
Because I can't stand to see her pain.
I hope you kill her cocaine.
It seems she doesn't remember anymore.
Seems she's forgotten who she was before.
Out on the streets selling herself for pay.
Yesterday never thought what she's doing today.
No, I can't stand to see her pain.
No, I can't stand to see YOUR pain.
I hope you kill her cocaine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW! my mom used to be on cocaine so that really hit home all the way! that was really nicely written! ~brittany~