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Nastassia Langston Poem
It was late that night, his parents told him no
But out the window he still did go
The clock it read 12am, but he left anyways on a certain whim
His hair was dark, eyes deep brown
Never on his face did he wear a frown
In his pockets he pulled out some keys
A key to his car was what he would need
He pressed on the gas put it in reverse
Down the street he would be first
He pulled and parked in front of a house
Where lights were flashing and music came out
He walked to the door and went right in
Everyone looked and then danced again
There in the corner sat all of his friends
"Come on get a drink, before this party end."
He grabbed a drink, started chugging it down
It was a mix of something somebody had found
He was feeling loose, when his friend gave him a pill
And he swallowed it down like it could be no ill
Minutes had passed before he fell to the ground
With people passed out all around
But there was something different about this one
He was no longer breathing; his heartbeat was done
His friend, the one who gave him the pill
Picked up the phone and called 911
"My friend, he's lying here on the floor.
I would bring him to you, but I can't get to the door.
He's not even breathing, he's losing his pulse.
I tried to revive him then he started to convulse.
Hurry, he's dying I can't find a pulse!"
Before anyone knew it the paramedics arrived
But they had come too late, this young boy had died
Tears began to stream down everyone's face
Nothing could comfort, no warm embrace
An officer drove to the parents' home
It was better than telling them over the phone
"Your son, well he has died tonight.
There wasn't a chance of any good fight.
The cause of death induced by ecstasy.
Sudden heart failure was the key.
He was dead before paramedics arrived.
But he had a young friend who tried to keep him alive."
This news had been too much to bear
For the death of their son was so unfair
If only he had stayed home that night
There would be no obituary to shed such light
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Nastassia Langston Poem
People ask, they seem concerned
But they don't know, they haven't learned
These things they yearn to go and speak
They speak these words you do observe
Your feelings blurred
Then comes back to you these words, they've swerved
They gave their word, but took a turn
Now who's to burn, these words they churn
Your stomachs aching, your heart is breaking
At some awful point you've been mistaking
Who wasn't thinking, their heads are shaking
Of disapproval, with no removal
These words consume you, you should have knew who
Perceptions unruly, words spoken untruly, actions unduly
All this backstabbing has suddenly ruled me
I'm angered, I'm scared, these people don't care
Innocent reputation derailed
Too late to see where you've failed
And yet can't handle it well
Stuck in a corrupted blind trail
Acknowledgement of the fact
That you can't take these words back
At every angle attacked, speeches not even exact
But as these words they are spoken
No giving back such a token
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Nastassia Langston Poem
One tear, one cheek
Life so little, so bleak
Hope so near, so far away
No longer words here left to say
All the pain it falls like rain
Soaks the heart and leaves its stain
Split in two you stand there left
A world alone both mute and deaf
Time goes by, life stands still
Ill imaginings from a choking pill
Hallucinations; the loss of mind
To cover up where no one can find
A heart that's stripped so gone away
For the hope of no one left to stay
Out of control, the mind far gone
With hope no one will see what's wrong
Violently the tears they stream
Only to wish it were a dream
Life's mistakes, constant heartbreaks
Where the soul just learns to ache
With nothing left, there's none to take
But a hope for love and one's own sake
With that lonely tear and dampened cheek
We sit alone, so cold, so meek
For a love so real, we can only seek
And when we finally find it, we'll be complete
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Nastassia Langston Poem
She is young, she is meek
A secret love she finds so sweet
He is much beyond her years
But who could fight feelings so clear?
Each day grows stronger, the moments longer
To ever let go, it is never thought of
When she closes her eyes to go to sleep
She dreams of him, a dream so deep
Moments missed in every way
While she's gone, but he still remains
She didn't know she'd fall so soon
For a certain man she barely knew
And yet it feels so good, so right
Like she's known him his entire life
Who knew she'd find the one
No need to search, her heart is won
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Nastassia Langston Poem
He gave her a rose and kissed her cheek
She was mesmerized and said, "How sweet."
He took her to dinner and pulled out her chair
Her cheeks turned red, so unaware
He looked at her menu and ordered her food
And not for a minute did she think he was rude
He ordered some wine and doubled her cup
Her eyelashes fluttering, not once to get up
After the meal, he ordered dessert
She ate from his spoon for all it was worth
And when they were done, they walked to his car
So unaware she ended up far
Alone and naked out in the cold
All she had; had quickly been stole
Tears began to flow from her eyes
"This man he left me here to die."
She was in the middle of nowhere, no lights in sight
So she wandered for many sleepless nights
But as time laid still, so did she
So cold and alone, where no one could see
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I've cried a thousand times
My tears I wipe them dry
I hold my fears inside
For the world they cannot see
All the pain inside of me
I cry myself to sleep
Hoping God will take my soul
Cuz I have lost all control
I cry. . .
Copyright © Nastassia Langston | Year Posted 2006
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