Sinking ship

I’m shaking,

It isn’t cold and nature isn’t moving the ground I’m placed on.

I’m not sure where this feeling is coming from or when it will subside.

Ever present in my mind, I can not hide and yet, I can not be found.

 

I’m pacing back and forth,

Trying to rationalize through the painful burst of agony,

The joy that once filled my lungs every hour has been replaced with pain,

It won’t leave until there is nothing left to devour.

 

I’m crying,

Tears are streaming down my face at a rate that could cause a flash flood warning,

For once the whole world would be forced to see its actions fold into play,

Every opposite and equal reaction, forced into motion on a daily basis,

The psychosis over takes my concept of reality.

 

I’m screaming,

I lost my hold on my emotions,

The floodgates have been released and nothing is safe,

It’s all flowing out at once into foreign waters, an unknown sea,

A high tide has come in and the waves crash over me as if I were a sinking ship.

 

I’m lying on the floor,

Shipwrecked and capsized by the oncoming body of water,

Struggling for air to bring life into my lungs,

The heaviness of the world around me holds me down,

I can’t tread this water for any longer, I will drown and my body will drift off to sea.