Just Leave
Did you hold on tight
Wanting to be in the right
Or was it all just an illusion
Feted to a head contusion
But it keeps coming back to you
Thinking that it was all through
So in the end it’s a living thing
Bouncing in your head knowing nothing
So pent up finally by it all
Bring down the end curtain call
Shouting no more I’ve had it now
Just leave without taking a bow.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2021
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