The Abyss

Floating weightless in a confused abyss
Surrounded by the changing winds of time.
I inquire for answers that persist;
What are these strange befuddled thoughts of mine?

Vision clears only to darken once more
As I become blinded by suspicion.
Struggling through mirrored haze I do abhor;
Why do these eyes lack faith in commission?

Limbs have grown numb from lack of gravity.
I beg you for a sturdy handhold in
The infinite of this duality;
When will my feet find rugged ground again?

Adrift in this beautiful chaos I
kiss my fatuous sanity goodbye.

Rachel Jurek '15