Thoughts so rough, I look out to sea in search for calm
As I consider the waves and the mist, This tightness
In my chest only increases.
The bundle of wired electricity in my throat, filling my centre
Rib cage dislocated, the heaving never breaks,
The racing never halts.
Eyes Closing,
Tears rolling,
I cannot understand how you have power over me still.

Somehow the ripples of our bond still float over the reservoir of my existence.
Moving softly yet shifting the sand at the bed of my stomach,
Uneasy,
Filtering the love I receive through a lens of insecurity.