Somewhere, but not here
My mind in the lost and found
With every toss and turn
In the sea of greys and black
Soon shall come the rising tide
Kicking into wakefulness
Screaming, but without sound
Drowning in a sea of darkness
As the stars shine overhead
White, yellow, blue, red
Their distant twinkling light
The only guide in the night
To the land of confusion
For this is the world
The world that is ours
And viewed inside a mind
Like a room without windows
Descriptions slipping through cracks
Songs sung through air vents
Dusty and muffled, passing still
Wade through the waters
Flow through the cracks
Carry on, carry on
Waver not, for soon it shall draw near
The land ahead, I know it

- Jay M
May 13th, 2022