THE UNSETTLED TIDE

THE UNSETTLED TIDE

Tonight I woke up feeling adrift,

Emptiness inside, like I no longer fit,

It’s not hard for me feel a bit astray,

Damned by a disorder that has me this way,

It’s so not fair,

To be trapped in despair,

To feel forlornness for no particular reason,

I ride the highs and fight the lows, season by season,

In these moments of despondency,

I silently wish someone would reach out and respond to me,

Open their arms and let me in,

To be held with caring kindness again,

My emotions don’t know whether to be sad,

Or let the anger inside get me mad,

Everyday I wonder what it was that I did to deserve this,

Questions flood my thoughts and they always persist,

This dejection leaves me empty inside,

So few understand, so it’s difficult to confide,

I use to self-medicate in moments like this,

But to lose my sobriety would be much remiss,

I wish there was a simple solution in store,

But my mind’s pollution becomes more and more,

I forfeit any chance to clear up this mess inside,

For I am left with swings in mood just like the unsettled tide.

-brad