Feeling adrift is hard
Circling around inside yourself
Watching your friends run, bounce and
stride through life- taking it by control while you
Drift
Drift
Drift
Away with the current, helpless to stop the
ebb and flow of the world, just waiting for it to stop.
STOP.
Sometimes I feel like screaming; “someone
just tell me what to do!”
But no one does.
Life, like always, is up to me.
My decision, my choice.
It’s been left up to me to decide what
missing piece will make me stop spinning into the abyss, flying, streaming
through the air with no tether.
While I support the sentiment of my gifted
autonomy, the reality is harder to choke down when I have no idea what
direction my life should be turning in
Left, right
Up, down
Is there anyone who even knows which path
they should be on, which journey to take?
Or, maybe, is everyone secretly as vulnerable
as I am;
watching their family crumble beneath them
and their friends silently, thoughtfully slip away into their new lives?
