just two days before her demise,
all that wealth couldn't save her soul
or the Church of Scientology.
The drugs could only numb the pain
and the make-up unable to disguise
the sad haunted look in her troubled eyes
with her father dying when she was nine,
her son a suicide at twenty-seven
checking out like Kurt Cobain.
What torments she must have suffered
in the eerie stillness of the night
like many others tormented by the past,
God bless you Lisa...now at peace at last.