Same Motives Different Morals

Wed, 10/31/2012 - 00:27 -- KP

Take me in and dry the rain
I don’t wanna feel any more pain
I’m broken, I’m tired, I’m lonely, I’m lost
Reckless abandon comes at a cost

Heavy prices for heavy loads
Lookin’ through for a list of cheat codes
What can I do to finally see
To be at peace, at rest with this (dis) ease

Do you believe in magic? In wonder? In lust?
Traveling down the road is a wanderer’s broken trust
The girl on the sidewalk looks so down and blue
She thinks, in her life, there’s nothing left to do

It’s all gone, in the morning lights mist
Plummeting into my body, like a bar fight fist
Cup of coffee drawn out, 7th cigarette today
My rent moneys due and my dealers need paid

They’re all out for blood, thug, landlord, police chief
Same motive different morals, a way to deal with life’s grief

An artist dreaming, of a beautiful life
In a field of mountain laurels, on a cool fall night
The boy with scarred arms knows this all too well
He found a way out, and in a drugged out bliss he fell

For the first time, for the last time, the difference doesn't exist
He thinks no one in the world will feel him missed
But on his cold lips, a mothers tear’ dripped
Each day another thread, is fatally ripped.

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