day merge into day.

[zoolane]

Haze head all day, indolence for days on end.
Lose time, space, drift in & out of sleep.
No Job, money due being other different planet most time.

Snap the penny drop, time try pull yourself together.
Stop be lazy, truculent smart up and get your life back.
Job mean defiant to enjoy life again but no haze head days.

Job in bag, so you going for small drink with friend.
It start become everyday occur, so you going flow.
Life is great, am is here again.

Arise from your semi conscious state, realizeing again, slept in your clothes.
Going to clean your teeth, suddenly get feel you need spit but blood come out.
Light going on in your head, augur that you going end up like your parents.

[hillwalker]

Wow - not the ending I was expecting..... a dire warning how easy it is to mess up your life.
And the simple way you map out the traps that anyone can easily fall into makes the message strike home even more forcefully.

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[dafydd manton]

Gien your earlier poem, I may well detect a cry form the heart, but don't worry, you seem to have your head screwed on, you couldn't write like this otherwise, so you'll be fine!

[zoolane]

Thank you dafy, not such crying, more voice of experince, so what does 'Gien' mean?

[Delta40]

I like the ending very much zoo. spend a lifetime trying to be different to one day find you become your own mother/father

[zoolane]

Person really come own worst nightmare but has sixth sense to what might come next on list?

[Haunted]

Great understatement:
Life is great, am is here again.

Another haze head day. It's not easy to be a haze head, and it's even harder to write this poem. Be proud zoo.