Down the Drain
Drop by painless drop
Washed down the drain,
Flowing to a stop
Free from my brain
Hysteria and torment
With regret to follow,
Make their descent
Amongst fear and sorrow
There they all go
No need for them now,
Still learning to do so
Was never taught how
So deeply instilled
And clotting my veins,
Their intention fulfilled
Until I took the reins
To draw the old strife
Siphon all the negative,
Right out of my life
For a chance to live!
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2020
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