Water Runs Free Poem by Louis Cecile

Water Runs Free



Spiral into a stream

The barometer of self esteem

Into the whirlpool

Getting lower

The destination is nowhere

Duly sunken

Intoxicated yet not drunken

Let life pass through your eyes

As you gently rise

To your surprise you are free from your prison

To remain afloat you cannot be the unforgiven

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