Buffeted by time and tide
and crashed upon by my own waves
that surround me
seeking to drown me
in an angry sea of contemplation
Another year around to find
that once again I am split asunder
I am set adrift
I am left bereft
floating in this numbing isolation
I sink to the bottom
and rest my weary eyes just for a time
let the pressure suffocate me
enervate and castigate me
This frail attempt
to cry myself to sleep
even this cannot succeed
under the tears of the ocean that surrounds me
and seeks to drown me
And so I tightly shut my eyes
and wait for tomorrow to arise
and crawl to dry land
find my own island
and find the ground beneath to catch my footing