Ace Of Black Hearts
She's A Victim - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Her name everybody knew.
When you couldn't get it else where.
She was in town.
Just one phone call.
That was all.
The price you pay.
Diseased they say.
But in a not so nice way.
But they all want it yesterday.
As favors become the story.
As the hound chases for it's glory.
But when it gets so dirty.
How do you wash those sins away.
Here's some ice to numb the pain.
No matter how many times.
No matter under whose name.
Extreme abuse comes to my mind.
But she like getting used.
It was all she knew.
Where was her big brother?
Locked up abroad.
Car theft was the charge.
Grand larceny with a dose of fleeing and resisting arrest.
A broken home where the father was god knows who.
With a drunken up mom to busy with here own affairs to ever care.
She was just a child.
But he took that all away from her.
A rape by boyfriend not of hers.
Mom was too busy in the next room sucking the white snow up her nose that her 'man' just brought her.
Accusation were thrown, but she just pretend it didn't happen.
A poor little girl left to her own to endure the abuse.
And we now ostracize her because she like that.
Hypocritical bullshit, and pure ignorance.
She needs not pity, lust, or disgust.
She just needs a friend who will always be there.
A friend that will always care.
It's not on the outside but on the inside.
Most can't look that deep.
Especially when it comes to someone like her.
Either word of mouth, or her body cause the mind to blur.
It's not her fault.
I don't blame her.
I know you will never understand.
And to think this is coming from a man.
But I'm not one to care what others think.
I defend what I believe in.
And I protect my friend.
And I hope with this little talk.
It will bring the slander to an end.
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