Through The Motions Darkly Poem by Charlie F. Kane

I got no money in my coat,
And my shoes are wearing thin,
And I’m regretting everything I’ve been.

My hands shake from a thousand drops,
Could do with a dropp tonight,
But my head is bothering me.

Can’t feel the rush any more,
I’ve stayed clean for tonight,
Oh no, not again
As the planet is spinning
And I got no money I know.

So I’m going through the motions darkly,
We all know I’m going nowhere,
Hyped up before hitting that low.

Keep trying to tell myself,
It’ll all end up alright,
But oh no, I know,
I mightn’t stay clean tonight,
Oh no.

But that feeling in my head is killing me,
Can’t shake it off and I’ve got the thirst,
Not again.

So I’m going through the motions darkly,
We all know I’m going nowhere,
Hyped up before hitting that low.

©Charlie F. Kane

10/03/07