Getting the Poison Out For Good
The faster the clock ticks
The faster my heart beats
The lights got me feeling sick
And facing defeat
Words splashed across the wall
From splattered vomit this morning
A monument to all who said I'd fall
If I died would they all be mourning?
It's selfish but I did it to me
Drink after drink after drink
Now I'm stuck on an island in a lonely sea
My only options to swim or sink
So tired of chasing the buzz
Life got me messed up and depressed
As if in pursuit like the fuzz
Arresting me so that I confessed
My heart is a breeding ground
For poison and hate
The leftovers of a good man to be found
Killed by himself, what a fate
On my bed I'm shaking and sobbing
My head twisting and spinning
As I tremble my temple is throbbing
From a lost decade of sinning
The faster the clock ticks
The faster my heart beats
And I'm running out of tricks
To keep my butt off the streets
I'm getting the poison out for good
Because this may be my last chance
In this dark and dilapidated neighborhood
I've got to get out and give life one last dance
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2022
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