Day 7

Today I skipped a day...
I didn't mean to
and I hope you can understand
'cause there's an ache inside
but I don't know where.

I got lost trying to find it
in the depths of me
'til my boat floated adrift
in this deep grey sea
and my mind wandered
through cloudy skies
and my heart skimmed the hours
like stones on water.

The water's deep
and the current runs strong
the waves are choppy
and my energy's gone
no stars to guide
as a fog settles in
and I'm drenched in guilt
for matters I can't perceive.

My words become jumbled-
those I manage at all-
as my thoughts race the waves
too fast to catch
too many to follow
and they dance with my emotions
up and down
round and round
I can't keep up.

So I sink
under the cacophony
and try to breathe
while the seconds tick by
and the seconds turn to minutes,
until a whole day has disappeared
and then another
and then a third.

Until I'm terrified
that my whole life will pass me by
as I lay passive in the storm,
eyes shut
mind closed
and life gnaws away
until there's nothing left.

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