All Time Low

by Darwin Leobrera   Oct 22, 2016


Earlier tonight i passed by our mirror.
I saw a image of a man whose face seems familiar.
But a man i have never known.

As I stood there staring at the reflection.
After a while I had to admit to myself this was me at
my all time low.

Our blackened eyelids and very saggy bags
Made me ask for how many days have i been awake.
I could not answer I've already forgotten the last time i woke up.

Our drying, cracking lips with burnt mark from cigarettes i was smoking.
On which I was puffing two packs a day.
So if every stick takes away minutes in your life
then i just exhaled a few hours more

Cheeks bone starting to re-appear, when was the last time i had a full meal?
Then my stomach grumbled still I have no urge to even swallow a spoonful.
I rather chug down a cup of coffee for my satisfaction.

There was lot on dirt on my face some drymarks of tear drops.
Tear drops that downpoured after so many years since I was a smallboy.
A simple cry to his mama back then for a toy.

These tears are product of a breakdown i had this afternoon.
As far as i know this is the first time I had a breakdown in front of somebody.
Now we know even monster can succumbed to the pressure.

For sure it was the vapor from the artificial demon keeping me awake.
For damn hell i want it, I need it cause I'm so scared to have a dream.
A dream that could easily turn into a nightmare.

But one thing I now have going is the passion to write again.
This was an old hobby, an old companion the hidden me.
Written down in paper or my tablets memo.

Anybody who had at least partial education in communication
will notice the wrong grammar with sentence construction,
a very narrow vocabulary and disarrayed thoughts.
What the hell do I care I am writing about me, not about you fool.

So be gone with your Webster, story telling from the dark side of my head
does not follow your conventional text book literature.
This was and is now me documented for whatever purpose.

This is not a cry for help, nor a solicitation of remorse.
Rather this a memorandum for me to let me know
and remind me in the future.
Hey me! we reached our all time low.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    Though long this kept me intrigued throughout. So glad its been nominated.

    I wrote a really long comment then lost it :(

  • 7 years ago

    by Hellon

    This was quite a long poem but your narration drew me in so much that I found myself wanting to go back to the start and read it again. I'm pretty sure this is going to be one of those poems that I keep coming back to...nice job!

  • 7 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    "story telling from the dark side of my head
    does not follow your conventional text book literature"

    Nice free flow composition. Nominated.