Prudence by the fence

One of those days,
again.

Seem to be having many lately
and it all falls down
on my head.

All at once.

So I’m sitting back,
relaxing the shoulders,
lowering my breathing,
loosening the jaw,
lowering my eyes.

Days like cliffs.
Like tall building’s roof tops.
Days like rope.
Of reckless driving.
A forever sleep.

I can’t even pinpoint
what I believe to have lost.
It tells me nothing.
It shows me everything
without explaining anything.

Barely staying afloat in these days.
And no longer afraid to admit it.
I no longer have any practical issues.
But I’m left with inner turmoil.
Ravaging and howling.

It’s a day for heading to bed early.
And to sleep in late tomorrow.

Just made a mental note.
Will do.