I've never posted any of my poetry, or whatever you want to call these things that spill out of my head. If you like it, I'd love to know, and if you don't, I'd like to know that, too, as long as you aren't mean about it! =)
This isn't a typical one for me, it's very dark and sad. I don't know where it came from! BTW, I'm not depressed! When you open your mind, sometimes it's not just sunshine that spills out! =)
A New Home
Daddy left home when she was just 13
And Mama just drank it away.
She began to see possibility fade from her dreams
And after that, there wasn’t much to say.
She closed the front door with a bag in her hand
Facing the world, knowing her life was about to change.
She fell in with some bad boys as young girls can
And that night introduced her to a new level of pain.
As she started this new life terrified and alone
Dying to reach for any shred of hope,
She began to search for a new kind of home
And the bottle in her hand offered a temporary fix for what broke.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
The fire that burned in that little shot of Jack
Alone and scared and ultimately so tired,
But once you end up there, you can’t turn back
She met him years later when both of their lives were a mess
The connection was there but the lines weren’t clear.
Broken by addiction but neither would confess
That their bond wasn’t love so much as fear.
Violence and liquor ruled their lives
And each morning they’d forgive because they’d already forgotten
From this hell, neither would or could rise
And they had no idea they were reaching the end
As he raised his fist to hit her yet again
Her heart was breaking as the bullet left her gun.
She knew there could be no forgiveness for this particular sin
She crumbled to the ground and her life came undone.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
By the spark from the gun and her old friend Jack
Alone and scared and ultimately so tired
But once you end up there, you can’t turn back
She was calm and collected, felt nothing, not even anger for him
He had only done what she figured they all do.
Disappointment and pain was what she had come to expect of men,
They were all out for themselves, to hell with you.
She wasn’t shocked by what she had just done,
Only focused and intent on deciding her next step.
Her hands had stopped shaking as she reached for her gun,
Feeling the cold metal, she waited and wept.
Breathe in, breathe out, swallow the last sip,
Close your eyes and block out the noise
Because our hearts break open when no more pain will fit
So breathe in, breathe out, there’s nothing left to destroy.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
By the spark of a gun and her old friend Jack.
No longer alone, no longer scared or tired
A new home, and she didn’t want to turn back.
This isn't a typical one for me, it's very dark and sad. I don't know where it came from! BTW, I'm not depressed! When you open your mind, sometimes it's not just sunshine that spills out! =)
A New Home
Daddy left home when she was just 13
And Mama just drank it away.
She began to see possibility fade from her dreams
And after that, there wasn’t much to say.
She closed the front door with a bag in her hand
Facing the world, knowing her life was about to change.
She fell in with some bad boys as young girls can
And that night introduced her to a new level of pain.
As she started this new life terrified and alone
Dying to reach for any shred of hope,
She began to search for a new kind of home
And the bottle in her hand offered a temporary fix for what broke.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
The fire that burned in that little shot of Jack
Alone and scared and ultimately so tired,
But once you end up there, you can’t turn back
She met him years later when both of their lives were a mess
The connection was there but the lines weren’t clear.
Broken by addiction but neither would confess
That their bond wasn’t love so much as fear.
Violence and liquor ruled their lives
And each morning they’d forgive because they’d already forgotten
From this hell, neither would or could rise
And they had no idea they were reaching the end
As he raised his fist to hit her yet again
Her heart was breaking as the bullet left her gun.
She knew there could be no forgiveness for this particular sin
She crumbled to the ground and her life came undone.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
By the spark from the gun and her old friend Jack
Alone and scared and ultimately so tired
But once you end up there, you can’t turn back
She was calm and collected, felt nothing, not even anger for him
He had only done what she figured they all do.
Disappointment and pain was what she had come to expect of men,
They were all out for themselves, to hell with you.
She wasn’t shocked by what she had just done,
Only focused and intent on deciding her next step.
Her hands had stopped shaking as she reached for her gun,
Feeling the cold metal, she waited and wept.
Breathe in, breathe out, swallow the last sip,
Close your eyes and block out the noise
Because our hearts break open when no more pain will fit
So breathe in, breathe out, there’s nothing left to destroy.
That night, baby girl was baptized by fire
By the spark of a gun and her old friend Jack.
No longer alone, no longer scared or tired
A new home, and she didn’t want to turn back.
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