Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Trying To Once Again Be Found

Going to follow a destiny to lumber town 
Barely lost, trying to be once again found
Showing my heart strings in simple pleasures.
Wearing my cottons forgoing the leathers.

Sharing my truth, taking pills that keep me down.
Windows of happiness creeping in red vines around.
Sanctifying my frankly narcotic induced state.
Meet me in lumber town. Where the next move I shall make.

Narcotics are not for some of us, changing us completely.
I am not one to type up words that make no sense indeedly.
I am one who is trying to weed these pills down and out.
The wee in me is trying to drowned out the way they cause a shout.

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Madi Jackson October 25, 2019 at 9:40 AM nicely done! That is a great poem! I loved the part where it said,"Going to follow a destiny to lumber town Barely lost, trying to be once again found" keep the good hard work up!p

Rhona Mcferran October 23, 2019 at 7:18 PM I've no doubt you'll find your way out again, my friend! Caren Krutsinger October 25, 2019 at 5:29 AM I am doing the best I can. Amazed at the no clarity that goes hand in hand with fear of the unknown.