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Jan 2023
Checks and mental imbalances,
**** bounces as quickly as recovery and relapses.
******* madness, if only hope could increase like taxes.
Take licks, with ego and body piling up with bruises.
Not sure if I’m living or grinding?
Grinding on *******,
Till 9 months later,
Child support be knocking.
****!
Why must my actions have equal and opposite reactions?
Getting distracted by these fatal attractions.
Trying to appeal to my emptiness,
Because I long for satisfaction.
But no matter what I do ***** always lacking.
Don’t mind me,
My high is just failing and I’m crashing.

Crash and burn.
When will **** take a right turn?
Will I ever learn?
Or will things continue to…
Crash and burn.

Think imma about to go insane,
Watching as everyone jumps onto the drug train.
They may be over the moon,
But soon they’ll be over the cliff,
That’s what happens when ya over consume,
Not knowing yawl was doomed the moment ya decided to take a sniff.
Pay the piper, pay for bricks.
What’s the foundation?
What you painting with?
Crash and burn,
In hopes to make it rich,
Crash and burn,
Can’t escape the itch.
Crash and burn,
Till ya sleep with fish.
Life’s a game, a game of risk.
Can you afford to take the hit?

Crash and burn.
When will this **** take a right turn?
Will I ever learn?
Or will things continue to…
Crash and burn.
Classy J
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Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
(27/M/Medicine Hat)   
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