Down

I fell in love with a beautiful girl...

The Dream of Dreams...

But Wait!

She loves me not, but shuns me...

Never mind, I say,

Let her go,

Let her go,

Let her go.

But I don't recover...

Life speeds up, riding a motorcycle

With no helmet,

Comes the crash,

Down I go,

Down I go,

Down I go.

But this stupid story ends not,

I see groups of friends, giggling,

Laughing together at a bad joke,

But not me. Can't smile for any song,

Wishing I could stop. Stop wishing for 

Friends, for a

Girl, for

Fun.

Let it go,

Let it go,

Let it go.

I see myself, an alcoholic, addict,

Sitting at an old tinny piano

Trying to make it better.

But no.

Down I go, down.

There is no up. I can't return.

Down I go,

Down I go,

Down I go.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

The repetition works so well here. A sad tale of unrequited love. That sucks and I can feel the hurt in these lines. It takes some more time than others to heal. I am thinking when you hit rock bottom the only way is up. A good read. First of yours I have come across.

Chris

[Francois DuBois]

Thank you so much! I wrote this poem in a really low place, as a way of letting out my emotions. I really appreciate your review!

[Chris Shaw]

You are very welcome. Best get it out, it does more damage festering inside.

[JamesTleBourn]

I lovvvvvvve it, Aidan! This is great, I love the anaphora throughout it... really has the jazz poetry vibe to it. I'm glad I read this! Stay safe over in France.

James

[Francois DuBois]

Thank you very much, mon ami!