18- Lost Angel

She was only sixteen when she first left everything behind Her mother and friends were worried about her, but she didn't mind She was tired of seeing her mama beaten everyday Her father was an alcoholic and worked for little pay ..

The boy she left with was older than she was but she did not care She lost herself in his arms and asked the lord to answer her prayer She became a night owl, had fun in bars but the money was short She found a little job in a nightclub to get some support ..

Soon older men were flirting with her, they've called her "honey" Some were real assholes but others were a bit funny As the gifts started to flow, she longed for additional cash Woman of joy she'd become, opening bottles and smoking hash ..

Called herself Angel, and searched for customers in public places She worked in dark streets, stopped every car and smiled to all faces As she became addicted to drugs, she aged and lost her beauty Her notoriety had gone away and soon she was seeking pity ..

Then one day..

She received a call from a friend, her mom has passed away She felt so weak and had no reason to live, she'd lost her way She returned home to see her dad he had a bottle in hand He raised his head and showed a sorry face, She couldn't understand ..

He didn't look different from the other men, she was in a lost land She knows that everything she'd hoped for didn't turn up as she planned She was then a lost angel with a broken heart and broken wings She prayed the lord to raise her soul up to the land of the kings ..

“Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves” ― Laura Esquivel