Sinking

A mind that can't focus

words just out of reach

Beauty outside my window

floating so close yet so far

I try to grasp it but my fingers

brush ghostly fragments

Colors leak into a canvas

of monochrome madness

Sleep becomes fitful

waking is a nightmare

Phantom hands tighten

my eyes fly wide open

Cries go unheard through

a voice rendered mute

Panic fades with the rising sun

but its touch lingers on

Drifting on the heaviness

of my softly sinking mind