#WritcoPoemPrompt115

Threw out old boxes,

Regrets and photographs,

Empty pockets and lockets,standing in

my house of pain I built on memory

lane filled with nothing but anger and

pain Tina dancing in the vein shots of

liquid courage to the brain when will I

finally let go of all this pain that once

drove me to be insane crashed on the

fast lane kept some of my sanity no

thanks to Mary Jane had my head in the

clouds just enough to maintain life's a

b!tch and she kept me down like a ball

and chain tore through my life like a

hurricane, these demons whispering in

my ear I steadily entertain and kicking

me down to stay at the bottom of the

food chain

© droneking