He Has Bottomed Out
I dream of the person I might have been.
I could have been great!! I say it again.
But, something pulled me down to hell.
Like a mill stone around my neck. I can tell.
That something is you. You drug me down.
You’re a devil woman, not a clown.
You play your game with major skill.
In no time, you had captured my will.
You made me despise myself.
Made me feel like I need beat with a belt.
I gave all I could, but you wanted more.
You sucked me dry of all I adore.
You cursed me. You wanted to from the start.
Making statements like we will never be apart.
There is nothing worth saving in you.
You should be stomped under someone’s shoe.
You are a demon from hell working your spell.
My ego is lower than the deepest well.
I have to fall out of bed to be somewhat up.
I have drank your poison from a bitter cup.
I will never recover from what you did to me.
I am a ruined wreck of a man. Can’t you see?
There is nowhere for me to go from here.
I have reached my final end. Is that clear?
Move on down the road & leave me in peace.
I have gone as far down as I can reach.
I will never see the light of day again.
Just let me rot here in my den of sin.
Cover me over with the last of your scorn.
Be assured, I will never be reborn.
———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)