Ever been a sponge-soaked with enthusiasm

Then sucked dry till your bone-hollow and rattling?

Ever been a floating ballon-lost in the sky

Then a limp rubber- laying on the floor?

Ever made a ladder- to reach high above

Then realise you dug a pit- dank, wet stench?

Ever held a beating heart-pulsing and slippery red

Then felt it stop-encrusted cold and fatty?

Ever been full to brimming-sat outside yourself

Then spat it out- a messy descent to reality?

Ever been a window-looking out beyond

Then become a wall- shut, closed and suffocated?