What she had

In her purse, some lip gloss

Shocking pink by Maybelline

 

Oddly enough, with £10 in loose change

It was open, so it could all be seen.

 

Keys to her flat, number 561

Protected by her clenched up fist

 

Alone, away from the rest of the bunch

In fear, was probably the way she lived.

 

Then, a packet of cigarettes

All smoked but one

 

Weird to see it was already lit

Halfway burnt, creating a smoked up hole.

 

The silver dove pendant

Supported by a slight silver chain

 

Inscribed “live life to the fullest- Holly”

A full life would be good to gain.

 

But last of all and most shocking no doubt

A pregnancy test, that read trouble, trouble, trouble

 

Belonging to somebody lost in a difficult world

All that could be said, what’s done is done.

Author's Note

Something I wrote a few years ago.

Reviews

[luna11]

Wow lovely poem!
It flows beautifully
Well written :D
Xx