Where the Tide takes me..

Healing is not linear, I have heard people say,

Now I know, having lived its crests & troughs each day,

Sailing the treacherous sea of desolation,

Defeated & devastated, solid ground nowhere in the horizon,

Desperate, I wonder - how long can I stay waterborne,

After losing the ship , that was my hearth and home ?

A place once filled filled with love & laughter, now unsalvageable

Its foundation fractured, broken beyond redemption,

Despite my solitary efforts - met only with sabotage and derision,

Now I watch as my life sinks into the deep ,

Dreams & memories disappearing into a bottomless sea,

Perhaps tomorrow I might sight a shore, find a beacon of direction

But till then I drift - alone, abandoned and in isolation