The Answer

My mind is subject to being tossed 

by the waves of this world. I am lost. 

Pounded relentlessly into the rocks 

at the whim of my unbridled thoughts. 

Trying to make sense of nonsense, I find 

myself caught up in a trap for the mind. 

And it rises and falls, churns and swirls. 

What If's and Why's attack and circle 

until I am left weak, my strength utterly spent.

from trying to straighten what was twisted and bent. 

And when in exhaustion I close my eyes and relent, 

there comes the Answer on a quiet breath.