Loaded Spring

Such madness is, a loaded spring

Compressed with love, that might have been

I do not like, it way down here

This darkness is, my ruling fear

I long to be, in the sunlight

And race the clouds, within the night

Who will rescue, me from this place

And seal a smile, upon my face

But now my thoughts, begin to swing

Such madness is, a loaded spring

© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2018 – Expression #210 20.7.18

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