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It's been a long time since I scribbled on you, note
I thought if pushed back my thoughts and feelings I could cope
I walk around acting fine but any moment I could burst or on my own thoughts,choke
And I picture God's frown ,if to ease the pressure ,I light a cigarette to smoke

Life is in a bitter sweet romance with rock bottom
My nation's state sinking daily from top to bottom
Make believe that this is all I want to write
Make believe that I am fine though I couldn't sleep all night.

That it didn't hit me that my friend is no longer here
And my living father is to me dead and I no longer care
That I want a life free from the weight of the pain but of that freedom I am scared
That I have temporarily become someone's object of attention
But in no time I will be gifted a beautiful bouquet of rejection

That I stood helplessly as I watched my sister hide her tears of helplessness
Wondering how long it will take to pay up for a father's nonchalance and wickedness
Why I have to daily cross paths with a self serving over ambitious fellow
Who to go higher will steal ideas,lie manipulate and go all shades of low

And these crazy dreams that hunt me
And leave me wondering if there's anyone out there like me
That,thinks,feels,

Reviews

[Earthrise]

incredible. reading this made me feel that "bittersweet romance with rock bottom".

for what it's worth, there are others like you. i, for one, relate strongly to this piece. on top of that, the cadence you create is spellbinding, the language you use is sharp, and the atmosphere of the whole thing made me stop in my tracks. thank you for this special piece

[DarkPoet]

Thank you for kind and encouraging comment, it is highly appreciated.