Subconscious Drift

And drift on

As the winds
Whistle beneath you
You’re here
But you cannot focus
The wild thoughts in your head
Are taking you
To places not seen
Walking you through
A path of thorns
Grown from trepidation
Still growing...
 
And drift on
Where you will
Not be held back
As the winds now pull you under
Flashes run through your mind
Grabbing and clinging on
But you beat them back

And drift on

And on
And on..

Valerie Masters