Downward

The spiral has had me for a while

It toys with me; letting me think I’m ok

And with a sudden jerk downward

I’m reminded that I may never be

like being swept away in a current

Fighting, struggling, gasping for breath

But the breath you take is only just enough

That the spiral can watch you struggle more

I’m convinced that its amused by agony

Poking and prodding the wounds of time

Just often enough that they never heal

Scars just fresh enough to keep others at bay

But healed just enough that you appear okay

Imagine a broken mind, bent and distorted

By the questions with no answers

Twisting and fracturing the framework

Through which you see life

That alone would break most

But the spiral isn’t so kind

Occasionally returning a healthy mind

Sending temporary clarity, almost as if

To remind the broken of being broken

Giving unobstructed vision of the world

Restoring just for a second lost belief

And thoughts that maybe the broken

Can one day be well

And with a sudden jerk downward

I’m reminded that I may never be