This poem has transfixed me. This story is painfully sad and reflects aspects that I recognise in others and even myself to some degree.
Her pain was born before the skater park days though. Such lack of dignity and respect stems from earlier days. Perhaps this story is even harder to tell?
You have skillfully woven her life of sex, drugs and weilding her heart of metal. Nothing will hurt that, not anymore. Another lie, but I fear she knows thats the biggest lie of all.
A fantastic write and one thats gone into my favourites.