I try to hold on

to the good memories

the smiles, the fun

but they’re here

they surround me

and all my fears

have arrived

they continue to go

around

around

around

in circles

one, two, three…

seven

and i’m unstable

not strong enough

as they form a cloud

of negativity

engulfing me

in darkness.

my shoes are wet
from the ripples i caused
the images are bent
blurred, battered
was it my reflection?
or just a shadow reaching out
almost there
but i stepped too far
and now my shoes are wet

To disappear is the

Only way

You can still