RescueA Poem by kaylashort prose about addictionI see you in the darkness
even if you can't see yourself. I see your bloodshot eyes and I know you're begging for help. I know how you're feeling because I have been there before. Your parents walked out one you because you couldn't give up the score. I see the miserable pain, I see it etched into your face. You wish that you could give up and go on to a better place. I know how that feels because I've been right in your shoes. I've stood in the pain that your in. I myself have sung the blues. I can tell by the way you carry yourself that you don't think you're valuable, but let me tell you little girl, that you're still salvageable. Don't waste your time in the streets because, trust me, I've done it too. I've been beaten, bruised and raped; so much s**t I've been through. But I can see from the look in your eyes that you're still open to change. You still want to find that person you knew before all the drugs and the pain. And I can help you do that. I've walked that line too. You're not too far gone. I will help rescue you. © 2012 kaylaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorkaylaLos Angeles, CAAboutBecoming active on this site again! Originally started my account as teenager, but am a young woman now with hopefully still just as much to say. I write mostly poetry (but occasionally short stori.. more..Writing
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