Used. [She Isn't Even There.]

by sexyCheckers   Dec 21, 2007


Another night out,
So she drinks down as much as she can,
She knows by the early morning
She'll be in bed with a different man.

Feeling defeated, used and dirty,
She finds her clothes and walks our the door,
Passes a mirror, But looks the other way,
She doesn't like what she sees anymore.

Walking home, Because no one really cares,
If she was found the next day, Stripped and bare,
They wouldn't even notice, To her family,
She isn't even there.

Walks in the gate, And passes the front door,
The porch light isn't on, Just like all the other times before.

They've forgotten about her,
They don't care if she comes home,
So she sleeps outside near a tree,
Dreaming to keep her feeling not so alone.

She wants to cry herself to sleep,
But she doesn't dare,
Because these days she cannot cry,
Because crying is for girls with families that care.

Crying is a form of reaching out for help,
But no one is willing to help her,
To everyone she knows, She doesn't matter.

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  • 13 years ago

    by chind

    This was a really good piece, i felt sad just reading it because i can relate to parts of this as well.

    well done.

  • 14 years ago

    by NaeNaeConspiracy

    Awsome poem!
    Its realy sad, Ur wording is fantastic.

  • 15 years ago

    by AnCi

    Woooooooooooow! awesome poem.. Unfortunately these things are happening in our world today, but moste people perfer to turn their heads and walk away =/ I am actually voulanteering to help people like that girl so this poem wnet straight through my heart!

  • 15 years ago

    by xX the left behind Xx

    A very sad poem..awesome though..
    good choice of words and it was great how you described everything..
    great write..keep it up. :)

  • 15 years ago

    by trippetta TC

    Sad & tragic imagery, though I know the fealing & fealings come from the heart, this is after all poetry & not short stories lovely stradegy strive on & keep fighting