Rockbottom

When you hit rockbottom it feels like this ......

The snow falls on me and burns my face

I'm a part of this unusial race

I still happen to leave a trace

can't clean it up now it's to late

hope the snow won't burn to hard

but that's the card I recieve

the card that no one want's me

they scream for me to go

at least thats what I heard when they kicked me out the door

cant go back now fraid of the cops

they sit at my door ready to race

I sit in the cold with tears coming down my road

at least I now know that I hit rockbottom

Author's Note

sorry its so long i started to cry when i wrote it had to keep on going