The Scars of the Lost

She was 17 and the good girl always played
But something finally broke in her; and all faith in life was lost
She turned away from friends and family and those who loved her most
The hurt and pain found a door to hell through drugs and alcohol
With a man to hold her late at night she would pretend it wasn’t real
But the pain and the shame were never far away
and soon enough any hope was lost.

She was beaten battered and lost inside
And the hand that she’d been dealt
Was kindly folded up and tucked away
While she closed her eyes and wept.

Time passed on and before too long a child to her was born,
And although with him came love & hope
The shame and guilt would never go away
So she closed her eyes and kept trudging on, hoping love would one day win
But one by one people came along and one by one they went.
Each one leaving only...disappointment and broken hearts


The days and months kept passing by and that child he did grow
Into a strong and fine young man of which she grew so proud
She too had grown strong but bitter, and she gave up on life and love
She did her job, she loved her son and no one else was ever given
the right to enter into this life of safety for him she’d created
No longer could they break her heart for it was no longer for the taking

She was beaten battered and lost inside
And the hand that she’d been dealt
Was kindly folded up and tucked away
While she closed her eyes and wept.

Found this searching though old blogs..... added a song and thought I would share again.....

{{  cause... well.... sometimes I impress myself - ha ha  }