Izzy Hawthorne Poet Rhyme

Alkie pt 3

Repeated ups after second chances 

Slipping in and out of the same dances 

Fruiting both friendships and romances 

Cuz they ain’t your ing babysitter 
And can’t keep dragging you to your dirty mattress. 

It’s always fun until one day, suddenly it isn’t. 

You wanna party like a rockstar? 

Do drugs.  hit women, drive fast cars?

Whip it up around the in boulevard 

Til you wrap yourself around a pole 
And can’t remember who you are 

Getting in a wreck by yourself is one thing 

Sometimes in life though,  the truth stings 

Some bad decisions in a short string 

Destroyed your car and life and gave your homies angel wings 

Not to mention you’ll probably do time for it too. 

Went from beers with the homies on weekends 

To out at the bar making new friends 

To alone in my room all night after my shift ends 

To whatever I can get away with stealing 
From the outlets 

But then to the withdrawal 

To suddenly no longer wanting to drink at all 

To healthy abd sober and making good calls 

Finally laying to rest inside 4 walls 

This poem was an ode to my vices 

And surely laid  bare for me to see 

All of the facts laid in front of me 

I know this isn’t how I oughtta be 

And need to make some changes 
For me. And for my family

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