Fading Into Black
her daddy drank cheap whiskey
her momma never said much
she lost her virginity
in the bed of a pickup truck
ran away at seventeen
vowed never to come back
now two abortions later
she's fading into black...
fading into black...
lost child of a forgotten God
a number without a name
with nothing left to lose
and nothing left to gain
racing down a dead end street
half crazy and nearly sane
too tired to stop the running
too numb to feel the pain
her daughters a crack whore
her son was killed in Iraq
her husband lost his job
after his second heart attack
now she's fifty and waiting tables
living in an old mill shack
food stamps and day old bread
she's fading into black...
fading into black.
lost child of a forgotten God
a number without a name
with nothing left to lose
and nothing left to gain
racing down a dead end street
half crazy and nearly sane
too tired to stop the running
too numb to feel the pain
poem by Eric Cockrell
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