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Rock Bottom Print E-mail

Poetry Corner- Ngozi Rita Anyanwu, 14 HRM

You're falling so fast down that hole
As you're falling pieces of your soul
Changing gravity tearing off bit by bit
Memories ripping off falling out of the endless pit

 

Tears passing you as they fall upward off your face
Everything you ever loved is now considered waste
You have none of that control because you're falling way too fast
Your watch touches the rocky wall and sparks up pictures from your past

You reach for something to grab onto because you're scared
But everyone who promised you their hand is suddenly not there
This air is forcefully blinding your eyes
Go ahead and scream for help but no one can hear your cries

Your screaming "Please don’t turn your back on me"
All you get is a sorry then they turn and leave
No one really cares how you feel inside
Your connections are lost with the world and you never tried

Tried to tell someone your pains are growing and weigh more than you
Never gave them your glasses and told them to walk in your shoes
You finally land as your body crashes to the floor
This pain, a massacre on one person you've never felt before

You can't move because you feel your bones falling apart
You can hardly breath because of the needles in your heart
You look up, way up and see that miles on there is a light
Almost too far up, too hard to see because of your weak sight
Your flesh is permanently dented with the sharp rocks
The dirt mixes with your blood giving you light shocks
These people you call your friends have dropped you like leaves do in autumn
because the world has left you alone… To hit Rock Bottom
 
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