A Girl Who Lost It Poem by Nicholas Peter

Staring into a dirty bathroom mirror,
your eyes are wet,
and your skin is pale.

Did he hurt you?
Did he kill you?
Did he break bread with a stranger,
who got laid on your bed?

Don't worry sweetheart,
it's a for in the road,
What's that you say?
He hung up the world and the moon and the stars?
don't fear, you'll still be okay.

Girl don't do it,
put that syringe away,
don't shoot it,
it's stupid to die,
when you can live another,
ten thousand days.

Don't go,
we'll miss you,
it's sad when you think,
of all the good you could do,
should you just relax and sit down,
and listen.