besieged

let's keep count of moments
tamed and titled
made
personal & precious

the little one
lost and found
her middle name is sin
the last is senseless

i was so lost
overwhelmed even
sent back to the surface
washed up

and in my mind
the world was black and
i couldn't read the words

a blossom of flow
desperation is turning
no where left for me to go
inside constant yearning

I swallowed the world whole
and found I was still empty
no matter what I shoveled in my hole
the strength I needed was not lent me