She really wanted a fresh start
A country girl with a heavy golden heart
Everything she did was expressed like art
Beautiful and ever so sharp
Teachers said she was smart
Young independent and free
She left one day for New York city
But the tall sky scraping buildings
Stole her personal pictures and poetry
Her skin began dripping
Without notice -She started limping
Her left eye wouldn’t stop twitching
The city stole from her
So She drowned the pain in cheap clear liquor
Waking up To inebriated to remember
Where she was ..her Life was a blur
She had her hands cuffed behind
At night the Demons dined
Her audience said she had lost her rhyme
Why was everyone Treating her so unkind?
All the time, She could feel the rats gnawing at her mind
Her face is a mask to hide the pain
She cries out but she’s got nothing to gain
So everyday She tightens her chain
But still has trouble trying to explain
How she welcomes the freezing cold rain
Her pretty eyes have become scabbed
all because she’d been backstabbed
Her body had been ravaged
Her hair just pulled and dragged
Her heart now permanently bandaged
Neighbors whispered “she’s turned savaged “
She is in a bad situation and can’t get any information
Her mind raced between pre-contemplation and actual action
She began planning to leave
Moving her belongings
When she met a mysterious he
A tall exotic man who was named Ethan
Deep Dark and devilishly handsome
Not only that but also he was chivalrous
But she still felt a small amount of ambivalence
All He saw was her innocence
He appeals to her righteous anger
He smells of frankincense and myrrh
Brings healing and protection to her
Restores the scars like an old picture
With white gloves he touches her
NYC you can be my witness
In this city that is evil and lawless
Their love was pure and flawless
Ps. all I said was true and timeless..
Signed and sealed with a kiss
- Author: Miss Pain ( Offline)
- Published: November 15th, 2021 10:18
- Comment from author about the poem: this has inspiration from my sister who move to Nyc and a stray blind kitten i found with her hair matted hiding under my car I gave her to my neighbor who is a wonderful man and he nursed her back to health calls her his higher Power
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
Comments2
I love this!!
thank you
I would like to think there were fairy tales in, NYC.
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