Twinkle, Twinkle Lil' Star

This is another poem that was written in the aspect of a shattered child.

Twinkle, Twinkle Lil' Star

Twinkle, twinkle little star,
  how I wonder where they are.
On top of the world, they're so high,
  like a diamond in the sky...

The music plays from afar, stomach growling he wonders where they are. They said they loved him, they said they care, they said he'd never be alone. So why aren't they there?
"I need another hit,
  I need another fix.
   I can't do without it," she said. "Rob, I can't take it."
"We got this little bastard, he's getting in the way."
"Just turn on the T.V..."
 "Let him go play."
"We'll be right back, don't fret or fear. 
 You'll be okay, Daddy cares."
But that was two days ago, to his stomach; a year. Nothing would prepare him for his worst fear. Mommy and Daddy won't be back. That last hit, well, that was that. A tear comes to his eye, because of the pain. His stomach hurts, as he stares at the falling rain.

Twinkle, twinkle little star,
  how I wonder where they are.
On top of the world they're so high,
  like a diamond in the sky...

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