Rock Bottom
Its not a downhill anymore. We've stopped.
Dropped. To the lowest of lows. From the highest of highs.
Nothing can change. Everything has flopped.
Mistakes will always be made. All promises will become lies.
It's the way we were brought up. No one holds on to their word.
No hesitation whatsoever, point blank. Its second-nature now.
Don't you know what year it is. There is no chivalry, haven't you heard.
It'll never be the same. There's no forgiveness now.
Bank cards are used to crush and cut lines that break ties.
Cigarettes are used to dilute the amount of pain we cause others.
When is my next hit? I need it now! So bad that I'm willing to make Mamma cry.
I've been down this road before. What kind of an example am I to my brother.
I don't want this anymore. I'm tired of feeding my hurt with more pain.
With all this abuse, who gains while I make myself go insane!
Copyright © Azharuddin Adam | Year Posted 2014
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