And it strikes!

And it strikes!
I'm trying to find meaning,
Watching the birds that fly,
Staring at sunrises over the horizon
Feeling the wind blow softly, across my face.

Grateful,
That's what I feel each waking day,
Knowing that I'm lucky to be here,
Able to live another day.

Meaning,
I try to find, in the people I meet,
The conversations I have,
And in each day I live.
Wondering, what all this means.

Heavy,
That's what my soul feels.
Tired of this daily grind,
Being stored away at home,
Not living my life.

And slowly it sets in,
Spreading over my body like a kanker,
Engulfing me, shutting my bodily light.
I'm drowning.
I'm drowning, unable to swim against the tide.
I'm drowning, as it slowly sets in.

- Robes of a Muse