ONCE UPON A TIME

Her body trembles

the night closes in

skin itches, veins spent

 pale and thin

How long has it been

since her last hit

Must find the man

who’ll make it alright

and she wonders where

she’ll bed tonight.

Her mothers face ghostly

appeared in the haze 

and she wonders

what lead her into this maze

there was another time 

another street

The girl strong and crazy

when life was a banquet

of laughter and friends

and tears dropped uninhibited

When beauty and youth

hadn’t yet paid the price

to the man who taught her

how to be nice

A passing glance of contempt

same street same beat

again and again

Her need reminds her

there’s no time to cry

or dwell on foolish thoughts

of times gone by

that was once upon a time

and she wonders where

she'll bed tonight

                                                                        (Sometimes ....we who look on are addicted to a false sense of self righteousness)

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