I started splurging money on women

Did drugs and alcohol 

My father's affluence 

Never questioned my reckless indulgence 

He didn't care

Nor did my mom

I was raised in a broken family

I craved for their love

But they led individualistic lives 

My parents conflict still echoes...

I drifted further into the sordid world

I became a gigolo 

Under the malevolent guidance of my piano teacher

My raging hormones experimented

With women of every age

Every night after work

Someone was there to pick me up

The money was flowing 

I did everything to ruin myself 

But it didn't work

Realisation dawned 

I can't be doing this to myself 

I left everything...

People, place and situation 

I migrated back to my so called home

Starting afresh 

Sometimes, when I dwell into the past

I realise it wasn't me on the self destructive path

But the illusive love I sought from my parents. 

©LR