Howzzat!

Silence beckons me Stillness absolves my every thought Darkness engulfs me like an endless sea, I feel my soul - lifeless and taut. Follow my eyes; they lead nowhere Nothing opaque seems to strike my glance No I’m not stoned, nor sick - I swear I better not ask myself, ‘is this all a trance?’ Thoughts throng my skull like birds caged Wrecking my every nerve and every vein I strive to set them free: but raged For my every attempt ends in vain. My fingers quiver as I write Longing to fold themselves in prayer With all my strength, I mouth ‘at the end of the tunnel there’s light’ I am my very own soothsayer. ‘Breathe!’ my mind bellows beneath I obey; a surge of calmness takes over, The tempest subdued but not done with With effort, I finally ease my soul and let it hover.