We grew together
We grew apart
I see her from my castle walls
A creature of the night
She once stood proud beside me
Now her head hangs low
I offer her nothing
She is so alone
I judge her nightly
Weigh her meaning in my head
Is she anything or nothing
Is she alive or dead?
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC
We grew together
We grew apart
I see her from my castle walls
A creature of the night
She once stood proud beside me
Now her head hangs low
I offer her nothing
She is so alone
I judge her nightly
Weigh her meaning in my head
Is she anything or nothing
Is she alive or dead?
Knowing your childhood best friend became a prostitute..but not wanting to get involved because you don't know if it is your place to say anything.
This was my reality at 17.
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