i feel like
one of the last icebergs
floating
in the warm waters
of mental breaking
slowly shrinking
into the abyss
of ever drowning

this is home
this is heaven
this is hell
this is home
this is here
this is now
this is the end
of the beginning
the begining
of the end

don’t swim
in the lethe soaked waters
of my failing
memoryless floating

don’t walk along
the shores
of over sharing
of ever falling
of sinking
of seeking the light
at the end
of the line

drifting aimlessly
along the currents
of current dismissals