The Day That I Fell Down
They probed into my attic,
And were disturbed by what they found,
Accumulated years of cluttered thoughts,
And labeled me unsound.
They put me in a rubber room,
With chains upon my feet and hands,
They fed me pills to numb the roar,
And to kill my inner man.
The roar seemed to diminish,
I talked to flowers and to trees,
But somewhere along the way,
I lost the real me.
I look forward to my future,
But i really miss my past,
They tell me that im normal now,
Wonder if it will really last.
I remember who i was before,
They came to steal my brain,
Just a man whose heart was shattered,
Trying to deal silently with his pain.
I guess i didnt have the right,
To express my brokeness inside,
But theres no pill or institution,
That will make me run and hide.
I will always remember the good times,
I will treasure moments wrapped in love,
No matter what they think of me,
I'll always give thanks to God above.
I know one day he will rescue me,
And place on me a crown,
And he will wash from me the heartache,
Of the day that i fell down...
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2012
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