Mary Jane

June 23, 2009
By Ifra Jamil BRONZE, Mississauga, Other
Ifra Jamil BRONZE, Mississauga, Other
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Life wasn’t so difficult for a girl I once knew,
Until she got smashed and crashed,
Without knowing what her mind was going through.
And that is when she realized she met Mary Jane.
Slowly and painfully, it began to drain out her brain.
She screamed, she yelled,
But no one was there to hear her cries.
And soon enough, her passion turned into despise.
She hated what she started, but now it was too late.
She was trapped in this hell forever,
Because she’s the one who chose this dreadful fate.
She wanted another chance, but God was unwilling.
She hated those times she was caught smoking and chilling.
She was losing her mind as her thirst quenched day by day,
But no matter how hard she tried,
She knew she would lose to this fray.
Then came a day that ended this intoxication.
A bullet to the head, not the best medication.
Slowly she learned, death was the price she had to pay,
For drugs were predators, and she was the powerless prey.

The author's comments:
This poem is about a girl who faces adversities as she comes face-to-face with death, only due to the poor decisions she made throughout her life.
Though this poem revolves around a girl, in reality, it represents anyone who is facing difficulties related to drugs.

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