I hit the bottomA Poem by Harrisen Viator
I hit the bottom
every time I stand up. I feel like I'm just droppin, all the balls my hands touch. Life ain't even helping like a man's crutch. I'm just fallin' to earth like my chutes jammed up. I gotta climb a mountain no ropes and no stairs. Every time I slip I get up when no one else cares. Fightin' through the dark no lights and no flares. Broke like the stock market with no shares. Dragged down like a fisherman with his biggest catch. Swimmin' to the surface from the bottom no breath. Sleepin' through this life like my dreams are of death. I got all the luck on my side with no bet. breakin' outta hell, but it's locked with no key. No rope around my neck, but I'm still choking. The flames are getting closer and the oil's soaked me. My death'll end up being sleep with no dreams. I want to rise up to get over the doubt. Whenever I try love, I'm left without. Then I try to light up, but my light goes out. Hate thinking life sucks, but it does like a drought.
© 2013 Harrisen ViatorAuthor's Note
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Added on December 2, 2013 Last Updated on December 2, 2013 AuthorHarrisen ViatorDallas, TXAboutTwenty years old. Moving forward. soundcloud.com/harrisen-viator more..Writing
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