Shattered Dreams

You tried to hide your exploits in the dark.  The wives of those men knew you were 
sleeping around the trailor park.  You spread the disease of adultry around town.   Your 
promiscuity kept you financially above ground.  In a diary you kept every conquest written 
down.  Even that sexually stimulating ride that night on the merry- go-round.
       A limousine pulls up and you walk out in a fabulous red strapless dress.  That politician 
fed you diamonds an dfor the first time you felt like a princess.  You felt loved and secure by 
his wonderful deeds.  In exchange you catered to his sexual barbaric need.  Until eventually 
you found yourself physically abused and on your knees.  It was just a matter of time before 
he blew his top like some T.N.T.
       You crave revenge, but you're afraid to be a blackmailer.  So you're back home alone in 
your trailor.  But now you wear an ugly scar across your face.  The memory of the newly 
elected governor you can't erase.  In your diary you keep pictures of the two of you 
together. The scar will be a constant reminder forever. 
       Over the years life has been so hard on you.  From motel rooms to the avenue.  
Abusive men and steady drug use have left their residue.  At times you still blame the 
Governor for what you've gone through.  With no job skills and mouths to feed, you find 
yourself on your back spreading your knees.  Slowly over time sex for drugs would satisfy 
your needs.  And from appearance no one would have guessed you used to cheerlead.  Your 
health begins to rapidly decline.  You told your mother you were fine, but she did not agree.  
So off to the clinic you went, only to discover you were positive for H.I.V; 
       After she died, her family discovered the pictures and the diary.  Titled "Shattered 
Dreams".  End of story.......
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Townsend Avatar
November 11, 2009 at 6:04 PM
A clear picture of an ugly situation that sadly is all too true in the world today. You are an exceptional writer. I look forward to reading more of your work, adding you as a favorite poet. Smiles from Lolita
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October 28, 2009 at 9:12 AM
It is a brighter day for me today after reading your wonderful poetry. I wish you a wonderful day filled inspiration Jimmy. Love, Carol
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October 27, 2009 at 1:20 PM
Interesting write that is a reminder that things like this still happen in the world of power and control. Keep writing. Sara
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