I am lost.
The pathway has disappeared in the growing gloom.
The dark is so deep
It strikes my teeth like iced water.
I am on edge,
Like a swimmer,
Startled by the chill,
Flailing madly to fight off the cold.
My mind churns,
Running in circles,
Chasing it’s tail
And the answers are simply beyond reach.
I am sinking
Into the void
And the stillness
Scares me to the bone
Surely I have found the rocks
That lie at the bottom of this abyss
But this rollercoaster continues
To hurtle headlong down, down, down
And all I can do is hang on for dear life.
2 Comments:
hang on, dearest billy, please hang on...
Off to the island today to retreat and relax.
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