Sidewalk Sutchers

 

What would you do if this happened to you?

Wake up in a room with no one else left to hold

With no one but yourself and these thoughts all alone

Dad in his room passed out on some other shit

Light a smoke so you can burn the sad out quick

No friends left to call the girl left so you sit

Meaning has no we but i tell myself it starts with me

Lost in the fog

I wander through the dreary frozen bog

As i write this log

Journal 97: still no end in sight still searching for heaven

Journal 98: Havent slept in a week straight

Journal 99: ill sit and commit to my lyrical crime

Trying to make a dime

Just to leave this place

Find somewhere i can show my face

And let people see a smile

Instead of this nothing i’ve felt for awhile

Its a hard earned pain

Cuz i gave my all to you

And you gave shit in return

And when i walk out that door i hope it burns

I hope it hurts

Maybe then youll know

I could have been anything but i didnt know how

So on through the abyss i plow

A man without purpose

Who wanted nothing more than to be selfless

So he lost himself

With nothing left to give he raised a son

Who started with no goals no hope and no future

Cuz you convinced him all he would have is fun

And you always be that someone

To be there and bandage the scars

So from day one he roamed, bleeding from sidewalk sutchers

What would you do if this happened to you?

Wake up in a room with no one else left to hold

With no one but yourself and these thoughts all alone

Dad in his room passed out on some other shit

Light a smoke so you can burn the sad out quick

No friends left to call the girl left so you sit

 

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