Shattered in pieces of plenty
Heavy-hearted,
Is this me…?
I couldn't even recognize Fighting to breathe more,
walking to empty shore,
keeping me busy,
was not that easy. Overthinking brain took control
Autopilot mode for a while
Creating a void inside,
nothing let to decide. Resting alone,
Finding home,
Just for me
with the wind and sea. Chasing after my thoughts,
have become a lost cause
The winds and the waves and their buffoonery
tells me not to worry.