The Downed Jester
A word dropped deeply in this wretched mood, completely
blind in time.
Where are you headed? Do you need me to
guide you? Is there some force that denied you?
Are you physically restrained? Has your body been emotionally maimed?
I must say this one runs deep...
Down a rocky steap..
Path of internal terror, something that has me say,
I need you to be strong, to help me carry on, I'm sorry
But I must say, I will be gone one day.
I want you to be able...To finish things with the power of your mind.
Leave all those bad habits behind.
Just a lonely soul Preaching to the choir.
The thoughts at the surface of the
Black sea, that which is me... The Downed Jester
-Downed Jester
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
