She has nothing in life, <br />No stock in breath. <br />She lives for thrill, <br />Dangerously pushing her body's limits. <br />Drugs, <br />Alchohol, <br />Cigarettes, <br />Sex. <br />Her life, at fifteen, <br />More risky than any. <br />Her parents distance themselves, <br />Hoping not to get burned <br />As their daughter plays with fire. <br />She hates them, for this distance: <br />Her only desire, love, <br />Is held back by those nearest. <br />She is popular, <br />But only among the older boys. <br />She knows no inner worth <br />But her physical. <br />Once, she was beautiful, <br />But now her body wears her life <br />Like old rags: <br />She would be beautiful, <br />But she abuses herself. <br />-Death rushes on.- <br />He is now her only life- <br />He listens to her, <br />Respects her, <br />Even, in some twisted way, <br />Loves her. <br />She need love, <br />His attention. <br />He hates his life: <br />She envies his life. <br />He is running away: <br />She cannot lose him, <br />So she follows.<br /><br />James Grengs<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prodigal-part-2-katie/
