Down Poem by Paul Warren

Down



I walk along sometimes looking up and not down
But I've had enough of looking low to the ground
For each step is by myself - alone and sad
Thinking of the good and sometimes stuck on the bad

Could there be a sweep to clean
To take away what I find as obscene
And so when the past rises up again
The hurt and pain will fail in the end.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,life
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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