Old burden
I accepted you
But now it is as if
The memories I used to harbour,
Have retired on a shore.
One by one they have floated,
To the southern hemisphere of my brain.
My cortex befriended you.
Yet you encouraged my neurons to set sail,
Blew out the lights,
Journeying to the unknown.
How can I hoist my thoughts when my waves are so high pitched?
You have thrown the message in the bottle too far out,
For my cerebellum to reach
And conjured up a brainstorm that sways my occipital lobe.
I am slowly drifting away on this melancholy sea.
But old burden
I will not sink!
There will be no white flag,
My limbic system will patch this hole …Whilst I keep bailing out the water.