Tiny feet
scrabble across my mind
leaving footprints
in my subconscious thoughts
they perturb me
a warning
the darkness this way comes
haze at the edge of vision
blind sides me
with a sucker punch
as I go down
the meds forget to catch me
as I hit rock bottom
hard
and fast
spirralling in desperation
treading water
in my own pooling tears
drowning...

once twice I sink
with no hand to rescue me
no lifeline given.

Where is the light at the end of tunnel vision
where is the hope in hopelessness
why can I not just
let go inhaling salt into weary lungs
and sleep