Pulled Down the Drain
I am not sad
The day is sunny
Spirits high
Well rested
Yet my words went to a dark place
They wrote themselves
I was helpless to follow them
Like being pulled by water
Spinning down a drain
I did not attempt to fight them
No happy ending required
No lesson to be taught
Just words assembled
Not a real person
Yet still many of him exist
Discarded
Locked away
Forgotten
Stories not fully told
Lives not fully lived
Out of sight
Out of mind
As I continue on with my sunny day
Reflecting on why I wrote my poem Crazy.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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