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Glass.

November 18, 2010
By ashleighmccord GOLD, Grapevine, Texas
ashleighmccord GOLD, Grapevine, Texas
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i unwrap my bandage and reveal my scar
i recieved from the neddle full of glass
my addiction still remains untamed
someone encourages me to insert the glass into my wild veins
that someone will remain unnamed

look past my wounded soul
and help me regain control
can't you see i am empty, i am low, and i am gone with the crystal rocks

i used to hear the screams on my true self but now it she no longer knocks
i am fully Bree. i am fully free.
or at least that's what i want to believe

freedom will never be in the same galaxy as addiction
and i'm addicted to the man made creation: crank and glass

my one true love that never fails:
methamphetamine
it has taken me from the lowest to the highest peak
i never meant to be on this destructive road but now this road is what i seek
this road is apart of me

forever attached to the monster
the monster owns my heart
it has from the very start
no matter where i've been it's always there, it's never far

the monster owns my soul
i sold everything for the crystal
bye bye white, secure, and undestructable soul
hello hello black, cold, immoral soul

and as i watch my fragile feet walk down this broken path
i realize i am forever gone and forever lost without her
Kristina is gone, Bree is here, fully attached

the monster owns my soul
i sold everything for the crystal
bye bye white, secure, and undestructable soul
hello hello black, cold, immoral soul


The author's comments:
Glass by Ellen Hopkins is what inspired me for this poem. I am writing in Kristina/Brees point of view.

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