Addicted
She hangs her head in shame,
with no one left to blame.
For the path in life she takes,
is one of great mistakes.
She finds her love for addition,
somewhat rather fiction.
She justifies the truth,
through the method of abuse.
Not Knowing what's to come,
she keeps her head a numb.
With no one left to love her,
she chooses yet to suffer.
Each day she keeps on going,
thee urge inside is growing.
She can not face today.
with her life she'll someday pay.
Not knowing how to cope.
she keeps on doing dope.
She's lived a life of sin,
her addiction she let win.
Copyright © Gilberta Kime | Year Posted 2007
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