Rock Bottom

Do you ever feel that way?

When you do not what your crime is

Living out your days

Till the counter goes minus

No words left to say

Letting the cash blind us

Hope for it to be okay

Praying to our highness.

When your ship leaves the bay

Filling your heart with dryness

And your friends turn away

Mistaking innocence for slyness

When moments turn cliche

Filling your audience's sinus

And you're dying in the grey

As the snakes slither spineless.

By: Arman Yusuf