Lead weights

On the simmer
sat in the dark
not letting a glimmer
of light
in,

almost boiling
spoiling for the fight
and
in the blue corner
the night.

There is a madnesa afoot
which shuts the door
on my sanity
but
I am trying to find my way
back to me
and
it’s not easy,

it never was.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.