Esteem Abyss

She stood there in the limelight shining bright
But her mind couldn’t make her raise her eyes
They gathered ‘round her callin out her name 
And she thought “Is this the price of Fame?”
See, her body bought her rings and chains
But the chains brought on depression, lots of pain
To ease the pain, she turned to weed and Caine
So beautiful and such a shame

She met man who paid to tell her what was stressing him
Before she knew it; she had slept with him
Did it once and then she did it again
In due time she had laid with different men
She thought she would just strip to pay for classes
Didn’t see her future through her Third Eye lashes
Everyday she cried tears through her D&G glasses
Only twenty and a good girl gone backwards

Weeks pass by, nobody’s heard from her
Tears in the eyes of her son and daughter
Mama wondering where she went wrong
Black girl lost, the same old song
She prays and prays, but she knows the reality
To the streets she became a casualty
Told her to stop, cause she had a vision of the O.D.
Mama won’t open her eyes cause she don’t wanna see
Her baby dead so young, Rest In Peace
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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September 25, 2026 at 7:28 PM
A raw, unflinching free-verse narrative that moves with the urgency of spoken-word testimony. The recurring images of limelight, chains, branded glasses, and a mother’s prayers sharply expose the distance between glamour and despair, while the escalating story gives the ending real emotional weight.
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