Flat
45 seconds
once was a writer
oh so profound
lost the fighter
and drowned at the lounge
haven’t written in years
too many tears
thought i’d write something down
avoiding the frown
that has held me captive
within my brain
not so very sane
whilst ever available to me
so tortuously free
an free open heart
pierced with a dart
well now I’ve blurted some crap
i’m going to take me a nap
