How often my heart sinks, when you talk that way,
When you remind me,
How it was when I was drowning.
Caught in a maelstrom of emotions, delusions, and paranoia,
When I was lost to myself completely.
Now I watch and listen, over my glass of gin,
Tonic, ice and a slice of citrus, bittersweet,
Pondering possible cures.
There are no answers,
When the light leaves your eyes,
Not even a healthy dose of hindsight, and wishful thinking.