In the trash
to get the cash,
dumpster jumpings quite a buzz.
I'm losing all recolection of the man I once was.
I get what I can.
Every bottle and can I demand.
But when coins dont drop like the mercury.
Thoughts of suicide take over me.
I was 26 like yesterday,
Sometimes shit happens along the way.
Hope Goes,
as does the feeling in my toes.
God knows I try not to breathe.
I guess Heavan is full of people like me they dont need.
I barely eat.
Yesterdays newspaper warming my feet.
A broken heart,
a 9 year old shopping cart.
My dreams I dream no more.
If you need me you can find me panhandling
by the liquor store.
My only comfort is found in a fifth.
But like my will to go on its less and less with each sip.
When tomorrow comes this world will be less this one.
I'm not looking forward to the new sun.
I just cant fight any more.
Why fight something thats beaten me before?
So I go to the store for a few of my favorite things.
Then I walk so I can think and drink, and smoke one
last cig.
I took the elevator to the top.
Not a bone in my body wanted to stop.
Then looking down,
I saw the hurt that was all around.
These people are just like me.
They feel what I felt.
They too have insecurities,
but still try to better the hand they were delt.
So instead off my jump off.
I felt a gift was given to me from above.
I felt so new.
With a sense of value.
For today I am a new man.
Today "Redemption" and value
didnt come in a can..............L.t
"It's Never Effortless to Fail"
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Submission Name: "CALIFORNIA REDEMPTION"
