Finishing line

She fought battles to push thru life since she was a child

Now that she's older she's still fighting her way no one ever told her life was this way

To her growing up it was no peaches n cream it was more of abadent n pain with no shoulder for her to lean

She was left with nothing but the clothes on her back n a box to crawl into in dark cold alleys. Every night

While living the streets drugs were passing thru she took them to ease all the hell shes been thru

Till one day she gave up she couldn't stand this life anymore she cut deep in her heartless soul an disaperead into the angels feathery arms n that was the finishing line of it all