A pale and tourtured soul <br />A damsel in distress <br />Entoxicated little girl <br />In mummy's wedding dress <br /> <br />She lowers the knife down <br />Cutting up her arm <br />Euphoria she feels <br />As she begins to self harm <br /> <br />Opening the clear spirit <br />A rainbow of pills in her hand <br />She downs them with devil's water <br />Then drifts to the land of the damned <br /> <br />With nowhere to go <br />She floats in an inbetween <br />Infinity blanked in darkness <br />Echoed by a haunted scream <br /> <br />She lies in the coffin <br />Clutching one black rose <br />Crimson poisoned lips <br />And a cocaine stained nose <br /> <br />Standing guard over her <br />The mourners came and cried <br />Tears of guilt and pain <br />For their suicide bride <br /> <br />She was so damn lost <br />Lost beyond all saving <br />This little girl couldn't resist <br />The heroin starved craving <br /> <br />Her one last chance <br />To kick the coke and crack <br />And shake the devils monkey <br />Clean right off her back<br /><br />nicola burkett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/60-heroin-s-suicide-bride/
