Resolving Sores
I've had so many knock knocks
My life feels like a joke
Speedbumps then roadblocks
Drown in tears I choke
Down, I'm nearly broke.
The molten iron burns, show I slipped so low
A golden sunburn, those blisters on my toe
When the dumps look high like mountains rising
Then I slump, fook that hike no point trying
I can't face life, I don't stop crying.
I'm looking up from the bottom of a barrel
And moving like a broken wheelbarrow
I stutter and start then flutter apart
Relapse in a heap and begin to weep
Collapse from no sleep becoming weak.
But it helps to know, if something really needs resolving
Them doors don't close nothing, they merely lead revolving.
25/03/2016
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