77. Drowning Again
The sun has disappeared again
Enrobed in folds of wispy gray
Shadows wrap around my heart
The demons are dancing again
Twirling each other 'round and 'round
Stomping footprints into my head
so I never forget.
My blood is starting to boil again
Bubble and fizz and search for escape
Screaming at me to find a sharp edge
so I can weep tears of red.