Tallulah,
Who were you?
Behind public school girl scene
Behind pretty thin prom queen
Not even turned sixteen-
Yet dead on a rail track
All over media news feed.
Oh but sweet Tallulah
Just who could you of been?
What secrets did you swollow?
What whispers did you keep?
The ones that say theres no tomorrow
Only endless black, and sorrow.
Yes I saw, Tallulah-
You hid behind your eyes;
They were always telling stories;
Never really telling lies’
But when your mother had to ask you
I know-
You had to say
‘’I’m fine.’’
Cocaine
Cocaine coated
Ballerina
Spinning tales of misery
When your misery
was enough
It's written on your face
and your wrist
Rest easy, Tallulah
This was a terrible story that could have been prevented...I just can't imagine knowing my child was out of control and doing nothing about it. You wrote a beautiful poem.
Let your teeth show
thank you
I was living in London at the time it happend. Sad. Thank you for your reply, lovely prose.
please read my poems, and enjoy the real-life drama that is my life!