Fag ash lil
Took a pill
For her thrill
Up until
It no longer impacted her brain
Alkie Ron
Turned her on
But by dawn
He was gone
As the bar doors were opening again
Where he goes
No one knows
I suppose
That he chose
Solitude from the rest of the pack
Left alone
She is prone
To bemoan
That her stone
Never lasts quite as long as his smack
Any pride
Left inside
Starts to slide
To provide
Emptiness with the hole that it needs
Feeling small
In a shawl
She would bawl
Fuck it all
In an overgrown garden of weeds
Blade on skin
To begin
Digging in
To the sin
Loneliness she mistakes for disgrace
Will god bless
Her success
If this mess
She\'ll confess
Or just slam heavens door in her face