RAPID CYCLING POEMS

ROCK BOTTOM

ROCK BOTTOM

How do you know when you’ve truly reached rock bottom

Fear clutches at my heart that there’s more despair to come

Is it fair that one person should feel so God damned rotten

When the world looks so bloody rosy for some?

I don’t want your sympathy, your insincerity leaves me numb

I just would like an inkling of what I will become

Not knowing, just drifting, my life’s hardly begun

Still waiting, existing, I’ve yet to see the sun

These melancholy chains still pull and weigh me down

Imprisoned in dense armour, so heavy and intense

It smothers all the laughter, restrains the natural clown

I surrender far too quickly, I have no self-defence

Though I struggle to fight against it with all my will and might

That demon fog still lures me and darkness pulls me back

Should I just give in, put up my hands, resign without a fight

It’s so easy to except that my whole damn world is black

Perhaps I should stand boldly, head on, and face my past

It’s purely up to me now, my fate is in my hands

View all the pain courageous, but weeping, hurt, aghast

Until I can confront it, I’m stagnant, have no plans

Unable to move onwards, no future there to grasp

I still have some hope dangling, a spark that wills me on

Promises that life coming, will be better than my past

Stand upright and be cheerful, salute to happiness that can last

It’s straight onwards and then upwards I pray I will be heading

Here’s hoping to a future where the laughter keeps on giving.