Anxiety

Storm hits the calm waters Aching eyes get no rest Unceasing mental conversation Rolls out scenario like an old projector rolling out images Past mid night- past three a.m. nothing but darkness For bleary eyes Tear soaked cheeks That ocean of emotions, swelled by the turbulent phases Impulse of sorrow beats high in stormy heart Anguished by its own insatiable appetite for perceived suffering It feeds on my pain and folly Sinking deep I try to grapple in dark waters Here endurance looses its face Moon lit nights and sunlit days hide from reason Its boundaries as vast and infinite as my imagination Shattered and broken I am in that underworld But stop! Collect yourself! Go ahead and swim Call upon that faith The innate light of inner strength Pierce the icy chain of thoughts Glide back from that ocean of darkness And reach for open shore Miles and miles of sunshine awaits there In its blessings Wash yourself dry and hold together.