From Gold to Dirt

He's destroying her...

From gold to dirt

Her mind, a waste

Slacking jaw

A bitter taste

Of putrid failure

A broken dream

Of a trivial thought

A voice, undeemed

To be anything more

Than what she already had

A future so dim

Yet grasping like mad

It wasn't until

Her thoughts set to think

Let go of your hopes

Skating just on the brink

For they're not worth much

Can't you see that, my dear?

Let down your cheek roll

One shimmering tear

And drip to your tongue

Salty, vanishing pride

Take your hopes in burden

As most do in stride

Just remember, young girl

These haunting memoirs

Are not only mine

But his; they're ours

From gold to dirt

You'll see in the end

Innocence lost

Too much gone to mend.