Out of Depth

Even out of my depth
I know how to swim
But what the hell happens
When fatigue sets in
Your arms turn to gelatin
Each stroke more effort
Pain and breathlessness
Comingling into one
Until even my brain
Ceases its normal function

False Hope

Hope held falsely
Is merely new pain
Waiting to be found
A vicious purple bruise
Once known becomes
Painful and front of mind
But healing will occur
Til the color is gone
And the hurt no more
Leaving you smarter
Stronger and ready
For life as it is

Convergence

While I may be lost
I'm not a lost cause
A moment will come
Signalling a convergence
When the person I am
And everything else that
That I am meant to be
Merge into a singular
Individual and soul
Able to find my way
Despite the lack
Of celestial bodies
Lighting my path

Clarity is something that no longer comes easy. Once, it did but now everything is murky. The dirty waters of a rain swollen creek are clearer. The harder I try to see what I need and to understand the more clouded they become. There is light every day and good but too much is opaque. Transparency would be a welcome thing.

Found

We found it
Mysteriously
Against everything
We found it
And then
Faded and gone

Alliteration

Precious premonitions perched precariously

Reminder

Pain is merely a reminder
That we live, that we go on
That the simple act of breathing
Is not enough for most of us
We must push and shove
Striving to move forward
Hurting at the end of the day
Aches and pains wiping out
Last shreds of thought
Until they begin once again.