I Once Knew a Girl...

I Once Knew a Girl...

A Poem by Garrett Beebe
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The story of a girl involved in a tragic and abusive relationship, blinded by what she thinks love is... A story I often find true of young girls.

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I once knew a girl, as pretty as could be

She had a soul that was as great as the seas

The way she moved was all her own

No one could compare to her, all the other girls were jealous, and it certainly shown

An abundance of friends and fun to be known

The world seemed large and complex

Still she smiled and flowed onto the next

 

Subjected and subdued by the pressures at school

Picking up the bud and loading a nug

Daily routines at 20 past 4

Her marijuana fix soon became coke sniffs

 Hanging out with coke fiends, sniffing for free

For handling their eight balls with glee

Stealing and boozing all night

Just looking for some b***h to fight

She doesn’t come home; she’s too busy with her blow

She didn’t take her life seriously

Too bad, she didn’t know it would lead to misery

 

One-day things changed and she found a boy

They fucked around and played with their emotions like toys

The weeks turned to months and the months turned to years

They were good for each other she even stopped with the coke, and stuck only to beers

 

But during an argument just like all the rest

He messed up and knocked up their nest

If you didn’t know, you would think it was a screaming contest

“I’m a f**k up is that what you wanna hear?”

But being alone was her biggest fear

“I have no one around to be close to me, my family can’t ever know the real me

Boy you can have me; I’m a f**k up so we’re perfect you see.”

 

Nevertheless, their relationship turned into a joke

He started taking pills and getting angry

On top of his paranoia drinking heavily

Threatening to end her life with his knife

Sporting sadistic thoughts completely wicked and malicious

Putting her down for her past mistakes

Even though she regrets the choices she made

She stays with him because she’s a f**k up you see

And “it won’t happen again, it’s only a bruise you see”

What she said wasn’t what she thought really

She needed to fly and let her wings flap freely

Too bad, he held her heart in a cage and held it tight with his rage

 

Close to home, she met a man who truly loved her

With realistic dreams of a large house and security

Kicking around thoughts of a family

He was different he loved her genuinely

All he wanted was for her to see her misery

She got close to him but never close enough

Too afraid of another heart break

Instead, she settled for heartache

 

Drugs and violence are the wars on our dreams

While love seems like a b***h and a chore

It’s a horrible thing to see beauty ravaged by a horrible war

She had no respect, she thought she was a w***e

She couldn’t see that she was gorgeous in oh so many ways

Too bad, she never got over the phase

Preferring a haze for the rest of her days

With a look on love so twisted and worn

No wonder she settled for a love that was already torn

 

Her attitude and charisma was all an act

Because inside she was alone and all out of whack

In her own mind, she was one of the foulest

Stuck in the past

And living in a different reality

Destined to stay down and dirty

No doubt in her mind that she’d be dead by thirty

 

So take this to heart

Because when the time comes, you might not be so smart

If you can’t respect yourself

You can’t expect it from anyone else

Only the love that you hold for yourself can truly last

No one can change the past

However, the future is yours to create

And only you can make yourself great

 

 

 

© 2009 Garrett Beebe


Author's Note

Garrett Beebe
Written from the heart for the only girl I have ever loved, because I am the man who truly loved her..

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"Hanging out with coke fiends, sniffing for free
For handling their eight balls with glee
Stealing and boozing all night
Just looking for some b***h to fight" -- Did you write this for me? Damn. I think... many girls go through this type of thing. I really enjoyed this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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