Gutter

Hands on a bottle
I'm seeing double
Ready to black out
I'm ready to shout

Minds in the gutter
So happy to see her
Addiction oh brother
I miss dear mother

Hands on a bottle
She's always trouble
Escape from the mind
Takes up my time

I'm loosing control
Breaking the rules
She is my downfall
She is a hand full

Hands on a bottle
She's got the throttle
Time has erected
My brain's infected

Nowhere to be found
She's on her own now
Crazed for excitement
No other statements

Author's Note

tell me what you think. been there? don't think it's good? w/e let me know.

Reviews

[E. M. Murren]

I think it is interesting. You have an evenness to your work which is difficult to master, but for you it seems easy. It is well expressed. It seems like it should be more fun because of the style than the poem is... since you are talking about the gutter. This adds to the uniqueness of the work. Good job.

[Juanita]

I like it! This poem has a really good flow & it's well put together. Great subject. Something that not a lot of people write about, but many can relate to.

[blue2u]

This one definately speaks to me. good write, I thought the words flowed with vivid clarity, maybe I been there way too many times.