Sometimes I can’t even comprehend the sadness I feel.
Honestly, I thought I was happy.
Honestly, I thought the rip tide had subsided.
But inevitably it has come back..
Subtly, and shallow this time,
But indeed has come back to haunt me.
I don’t even know where to begin because my internal let down is suffocating me.
Not overpowering, but cutting off the oxygen, slowly.
It thought I overpowered this weakness, I thought the aching had stopped.
But I fear it has returned,
spaciously, and humbly.
But enough to cause me discomfort.
Where is my safe harbor in time of need?
Too far off.
I’m too impatient.
I’m too thoughtless.