Wrong road

A path to death

Punch in the face, drop to the floor
keep going until you can't take anymore
Blood spurts out of nose and mouth
Now you see what it's all about

Going around thinking you're actually hard
Your face is going to end up scarred
Body broke up from all the kicks
I predict lots of these conflicts

The wrong road you've heading down
You're over your head you're going to Drown
Trying to be this bad a*s person
A bad ending is my assertion

Blood you bled, tears you shed
This is where your life has led
One day all you'll hear is a sound
In your head a bullet round found

People will say it's an awful shame
Friends say I'll never forget your name
People will weep and overlook your flaws
Because you didn't understand street laws

But see me, I don't give a flying f**k
You had your own finger on self destruct
It's your own fault, you got shot
Your sudden death , affects me not

Unlike so many others I don't act fake
I don't have time to be a snake
I like to keep it mostly honest
But people these days are f*****g chronic.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes people are on self destruct mode for many different reasons. Sometimes there are things going on that no one knows about and they act this way out of self loathing and self punishment sometimes it’s because they are narcissistic a******s that think they can conquer the world.

No matter the reason the outcome isn’t a good one. People will only tolerate so much and there is always someone bigger and badder out there.

This has raw in your face emotions. The narrator of this tale is anger and has no empathy for the person who is going down a destructive path. They are honest and real with their emotions which doesn’t happen often

[Lykos]

Some people once they start down a slippery slope, cannot escape the pull and they rush past the point of no return. At this stage the feeling of sympathy for them quickly evaporates.

Thank you for the review!!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I just finished reading a few of your poems, and I must say they are rife with raw energy and emotion. It's like someone just angrily strummed their fingers across the strings of a guitar and the sound just permeated the room. There's a violence to your words, like a door slammed shut in one's face. All that's left is silence. WOW!

[Lykos]

Thank you, love the way you described my poems. Appreciate your review, it is now my favourite one. Cheers.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

You're very welcome. :-) Have a happy day!