BARE

BARE

You've waited, you've wondered and finally you now see,
I've been stripped bare, right down to what once was the core of me,
Gawk and stare, as much as you possibly can,
I've even sold the soul that once belonged to this now empty man,
I've given up on the hopes of understanding humanity,
My world, your world, our world has been overcome by profanity,
Yet so few of you will ever accept your share of the blame,
Many, including myself, have now begun to live in the shame,
Embarrassment, by habits of self-destruction we could not quit,
Addicts to a now forgotten promise that debunks what once was legit,
There's the pills, the needles of euphoria and the lines upon the mirror,
What is it about sobriety that now makes it all so vibrantly clearer?
I've killed myself too many times, far more than I can count,
Yet the bastards kept reviving me like it's some evil they must surmount,
The last I time I had checked, I am no Jesus Christ,
I'm just a man, an idiotic one to be exact, so why must I pay a lofty price,
I guess there's still something meant for me, for I really haven't a clue,
Some say my words help those haunted by the fiends that still visit me too,
Yet maybe it's how I bare myself by discussing what's ugly but true,
Whatever the reason, I'm lucky that I am here to share it all with you…

-brad