Highs and Lows
Feeling manic, fairly groovin'
Singing aloud as I'm hoovering.
Brilliant ideas flood my mind,
Ideas that could save mankind.
I have the answers, I know them all
It's all too wonderful, life's a ball.
But there just behind me parked
Is a place, fearful and dark.
I know it's going to call on me,
To stamp upon my reverie.
And as my joy soars ever higher,
It'll drag me down, into the mire.
Entry for Mania - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lewis Raynes
23/1/2017. Placed 1st.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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