ROCK BOTTOMS UP

Just when you think it can’t get any worse,

it’s Rock Bottoms Up, blended with a curse.

My nose is the only thing above water these days,

it’s Rock Bottoms Up, mixed in with a silent phrase.

It’s getting hard to breathe day in and day out,

it’s Rock Bottoms Up, soaked in with some fear and doubt.

I have plans for the future in an idealized state of mind,

but it’s Rock Bottoms Up, churned into what’s behind.

I need help to rise and walk on the waters edge,

but today it’s Rock Bottoms Up, turned into a fading heartbeat and a lonely, helpless pledge.

“I’m drowning!” she shouts to the spirits that came before,

it’s Rock Bottoms Up, with no answer in their world that could come up with a cure.

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