Katie Lynn was born addicted to Heroin,
a living angel ...... in whom I have cared for....,

Sweet Katie Lynn, born into battle,
how you must fight,
the Lord of the needle bruised you,
before you made it here,
your small tiny body shakes as I feed you,
you vomit the very milk of an empty mother,
how can I save you, my sweet Katie Lynn,
from this drug induced pain,
you should of never seen .....,
~~~
Your little blue eyes,
glare as cystal's lost inside infancy,
I feel every tremble, as I rock you,
and cradle you in my arms,
each cry is a deafening scream,
I wonder if you will survive,
you are so beautiful,
my eyes are fixed on you,
tranced .....,
~~~
I try so hard to help you fight,
the Lord of the needle,
which never should of been,
sending you into detox,
your mother cannot be found,
the nightlit roads,
again, she walks,
searching for her friend "Heroin"
~~~
Your small body trembles in my hands,
suffering the pain of addiction,
undo terror runs up your spine,
your soul looks through
as your helpless tender body shivers,
~~~
Finally falling asleep in my arms,
I hold you for hours,
cradling you,
I can't set you down,
I know the addiction will wake you again,
disturbing the pond of lullaby land .....,
~~~
Sweet Katie Lynn,
fair ivory skin, and sunlit hair,
you are so beautiful,
gentle, sweet, and new,
straight from heaven,
born into battle,
the womb of a slayer .....,
~~~
The roads are searched,
for the one who bear you,
within the night, she treads,
looking for a new fix ....,
~~~
Rest, my sweet child,
rest,
my Sweet Katie Lynn!

Written by: Valerie Pearson
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