A Girl Poem by Angie Foxx

The shell of her body
That of skin
One day stopped
Absorbing what the world had to give.

An outgoing girl
Liked by all
Except for those she needed
Which led to the fall.

She had tried to explain
To those who were close
It felt like an insane asylum
Her surroundings being the hosts.

A childhood filled with loss
Beginning day one
Orphaned by her own
A start of how it begun.

Life continued on
She was like a sponge
Taking it all in
Trying to keep it separated was no fun.

Shipped around
Raised by the outside homes
Each day decay set in
In time there was no more.

Adulthood came
A family of her own
The only DNA connection
Since that day she was born.

Never feeling love
All the time she grew
Growing up in distant places
None of which she knew.

Oh how she loved her children
Never wanting them to ever be blue
The exact opposite of what she had faced
As a kid in every day with a horror brand new.

The upbringing had took its toll
Each moment she had dwelled
On a good note it brought her to be giving
Yet unable to receive was continually rotting her shell.

She had become
The very target of hell
As time passed on
Her light dimmed within herself.

She had paid the piper
A beautiful, funny spirit she beheld
Yet at the end of each day
Rewards were given yet never felt.

Needless to say
She is still continuing on
Yet if there is no break through
Soon she'll die ending what others begun.