Lost Soul
Addiction in alleyways
Shadow-shrouded eyes
Withdrawal, vomit and jitters
The end of ecstasy as
Dark dreams sear the spirit.
Bed of damp earth with
Newspaper blanket
Covering a lost soul
Fighting demons of darkness
Beyond the night.
Someone's child strayed from its path
Tossed aside on a street to nowhere,
Life winding down like Granny's
Victrola when it needed more muscle
To grind out the tunes that scratch
On one's nerves like nails on a chalkboard.
Copyright © Charlotte Zuzak | Year Posted 2005
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