Array ( [sid] => 145510 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Rock Bottom [time] => 2008-10-03 13:42:42 [hometext] => i wrote this right off my head, i feel like im running out of options, like has its tolls and its hittting hard [bodytext] => pushing until I am smushing my enemy's
responsibilites tied around my hands
locked like a locket wrapped around my back
trapped untapped to society,
people with born ignorance to survive
like ignoring a soul is this a moral
begging for stressless or a world to unfold with
forgivenness so I may be freed from being dejected

rock bottom led me to only madden
only worsens, specifics hid within curtains
inside a churchs holy doors, a man that priest
hopes for you with his faith with the use of a bible
to be trusted ,when its rejected, is it beneficial

collecting money from gods sons and daughters
from open pockets to my hollow sack
stealing is salutary for my unfilled belly
rock bottom, uncontagious to the heart feeling
what is placed into the plate money
enters into my empty pouch
rock bottom is my foundation ,
lowermost in hope only a forlorn destination [comments] => 4 [counter] => 278 [topic] => 32 [informant] => dark_poet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Rock Bottom


Rock Bottom
Date: Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 01:42:42 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: dark_poet
pushing until I am smushing my enemy's
responsibilites tied around my hands
locked like a locket wrapped around my back
trapped untapped to society,
people with born ignorance to survive
like ignoring a soul is this a moral
begging for stressless or a world to unfold with
forgivenness so I may be freed from being dejected

rock bottom led me to only madden
only worsens, specifics hid within curtains
inside a churchs holy doors, a man that priest
hopes for you with his faith with the use of a bible
to be trusted ,when its rejected, is it beneficial

collecting money from gods sons and daughters
from open pockets to my hollow sack
stealing is salutary for my unfilled belly
rock bottom, uncontagious to the heart feeling
what is placed into the plate money
enters into my empty pouch
rock bottom is my foundation ,
lowermost in hope only a forlorn destination

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