Journey In My Head

Day 208

Where do I go when I am gone?
Where do I hide when I'm withdrawn?
A minute. An hour. A night.
And then, the dawn will rescue me again.

A random thought, a frantic rabbit.
Disappearing becomes a habit
Face it. Chase it. Fight it down.
Then stab it and bury it in frigid ground.

I fade. I stare. I check out. I zone.
She brings me back from all alone.
Twisted, tangled, thoughts astray.
I phone it in - she says, "that's OK."

In the corners of my mind I've found,
Nothing because my mind is round.
But with every daunting step I take,
I'm bound to once again awake.


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