30. SInking Into Confusion
I’ve been floating on the surface for so long,
But now I’m beginning to sink.
I’ll be trapped under water
But I’m already locked in my brain.
Cars have crumple zones,
And protection from breaking.
Inside I’m broken,
Outside I’m just holding together.
It’s like a war zone
Though some call it a bomb site.
Straining where reinforcements are,
Waiting for what will cause the explosion.
The pain hasn’t gone,
It will never leave me,
Not yet anyway.
It’s just waiting patiently in No Man’s Land.
Nobody can tell what really goes on,
They don’t believe it anyway.
Why should they?
Outside I’m holding it together.
I can’t hold it for much longer.
Any longer and I won’t make it,
Any longer and even miracles will be impossible.