The Fish That Drowns

Pure, total, raw honesty. How it feels to be lost.

I am drowning.

In an unknown world; a fish in open air.

I am drowning.

A moth following the flames of candles

all blown out.

Traveler of light; swimming in darkness.

I am lost.

Once so determined,

so sure;

Now 

so

helpless.

Hapless.

Old soul; young mind.

Confident in the end

but how to find the means?

Time to justify.

To live.

First leap; bird falls

falling

falling

spread your wings.

But where has the wind gone?

Nothing to catch you

Will wings be enough?

Old soul; young mind.

Lost heart.

One so tired should have more to show.

However will I know?

Return to water.

Can you see the light?

No.

It remains the time of darkness;

gasp on, little fish.