Rock Bottom

Then, your rope wore to thread
Strained illusions begged to break
Through the chaos inside your head
More than mind or body could take
Just before you hit the ground

When loyal lies could not save you
From the mirror of face to face
When denial no longer gave you
The facade of a safe hiding place
As your real self came unbound

Now the vicious valley you hit
Where your only cushion is a rock
Halts the high you could not quit
And demands that you take stock
Of a miserable life unsafe, unsound

Yes, you could rise and stand
To battle the demon that is you
You could lend a helpful hand
To the angel who walks with you
There even before you were found

Do it now, my friend, begin anew
Let your truth finally break through!

copyright 2009,  Georgette Jones