Trickle Down Theory

Soul Poetry

Liquid saddness seeps from my soul

product of agony and pain

trickling down it follows known path

a salty weeping rain.

Fluently flows from eddy of despondence

running against current of blood

tide of anguish rises high

no means to restrain such flood.

So it pools up over the dam of my eyes

releasing in tiny waves

cascading a trail of sorrow

that over time...deeply engraves.

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