Fallen

Written 8/7/2020 Before Labor Day

-Today was another day that could count as one of the worst days of my life.-

Barely floating with my head above the surface

Of dark yet calm waters, I ponder

What the warmer oceans may feel like.

With romantic impulses instead of anxious fright.

Ones that aren’t barren and frozen over.

I lost my best friend today along with

More than I could ever imagine.

It’s such a tragic time of today for all.

I write to document the webbed array

Of chaotic madness

And the escapable sadness

That lingers as a result.

I’m alone but it took until now for me

To fully grasp that I’ve always been.

There were only a few I could ever depend

Upon and now that’s gone,

As their leniency and patience with me

Grew thinner than straw.

Attempts to make amends to an

Abrupt end.

That’s all.