Adrift, one could or would say, I suppose
Falling downward spiraling there he goes
Blissful the feeling on the way down
Not looking below, or above, no thought no sound
Choice was made he fears no consequence
Nothing no nothing was in the world of suspense
Meets the end and the end is hard
It doesn't go unbarred
It’s the only way to begin again
It’s the only way to live and regain
Freedom from turmoil he believes this to be true
Insanity or sane we wonder...... we all wonder you
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Author:
Tony (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's odd how close you can be to someone and yet have no idea how that person feels or what is going on inside of them. I wonder at times if I am a good listener.
- Category: Sad
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