As I look at the moon tonight.
It is full and bright 
blue illuminates through 
my mind, stars align.
I am fine.

Lately, 
I've been burning up inside
my twisted demise,
my dystopia.
Tunnel vision, 
lost my mission, 
lost my way, 
lost my vision. 

Each night I sit with silence, 
enveloped in despair.
Constrained,
penning lines in my mind, 
I fail to keep, 
losing too much sleep. 

I wait for the words 
like an impatient child, 
sullen
so full yet so 
unable to speak,
weak.

The sea rages 
and I long for the silence,
the disassociation, 
the empty place, 
a blank slate.

Thoughts are random 
and out of sync. 
I cannot think, 
losing focus, losing hope, 
fading fast into the black 
fearing again 
that I won't make it back. 

I swim in my sea 
regularly. 
Hoping each time 
that the tide won't take me. 

Feelings are full 
and I cannot breathe, 
sleep evades me still 
but when I see the moon 
that full, that bright. 

I feel pure.
I feel pure love inside
for it is beauty 
personified.

©JMCole