Afloat

I am simply trying to stay afloat In an otherwise sinking land An escape between past and future An island of pain Treaded up Barefoot in the sand Grains of memories stuck in the creases Standing is sore Walking is sore On my hands and knees I beg Relief is all I pray for The physical and mental torment Occupying a vessel that doesn’t know how to swim My head hurts from thinking My hands hurt from holding on The sun hasn’t risen in a while now But the clouds bare a similar resemblance To the ache that wants to be unearthed Tears and rain, all in the same A necessary cleansing so we can grow beyond