I have hit the bottom
and it is farther down,
than I once imagined.
I past the lost
and the hopeless,
and went farther down.
I past the drunks
and the criminals
straight through the floor.
Sometimes people give me change
even though
I don't have a cup.
And they laugh at my jokes
especially the pessimistic ones
that aren't at all funny.
Do you remember what it was like...
Do you remember what it was like,
to have never failed?
wow! it's a strong poem! letting some guilt take over! and having a high judgment criteria! I like it, it makes us think!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
See, you whine, you get comments. Which is kind of a confirmation of the message of the poem. You need to fix some spelling, lose some commas. Not sure if the 'even though I don; t have a cop' works. It's a funny image, but it pulls the reader away from the 'falling' metaphor which is powerful. And this is controversial... Is it good to repeat the line twice in the last stanza? I admit, it does something interesting in my head... but it is against THE RULES... Oh screw it, it's nice. It seems like it should have a soundtrack to it, maybe by Angelo Badalamenti.