Where the Tide takes me..
Healing is not linear, I have heard people say,
Now I know, having lived its crests & troughs each day,
Sailing the treacherous sea of desolation,
Defeated & devastated, solid ground nowhere in the horizon,
Desperate, I wonder - how long can I stay waterborne,
After losing the ship , that was my hearth and home ?
A place once filled filled with love & laughter, now unsalvageable
Its foundation fractured, broken beyond redemption,
Despite my solitary efforts - met only with sabotage and derision,
Now I watch as my life sinks into the deep ,
Dreams & memories disappearing into a bottomless sea,
Perhaps tomorrow I might sight a shore, find a beacon of direction
But till then I drift - alone, abandoned and in isolation
