failed relationships & financial ruin

failed relationships,

broken pieces of people

left on the pavement in

memory, burning forever,

crushed inside so many

different ways that all the

king’s horses & men wouldn’t

have a f*****g chance &

then too boot,

poverty sets in,

where once someone climbed to the

top &

then was stomped down,

piled upon &

stabbed with debt

that could never be paid if

a thousand lifetimes were to be

lived &

this is how one picks the scabs,

this is how one sticks their finger down

their throat to vomit up whatever

is left of them,

this is how we forget we are human &

harness the indiscriminate animal inside,

this is how we find the anger to

obliterate,

thanks to all the

would’a beens,

could’a beens &

should’a beens.

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

this one does precisely, what it says on the tin....certainly takes me away from my quest to try and write more upbeat prose and also my tendancy to conform to making less palative issues sound vaguely civilised.....