Adrift Within

At times, my mind feels adrift at sea,
Lost, with no stars left to guide me,
Disconnected, suspended between directions,
Where every horizon holds the same bleak view.

So where do I turn to now,
When true north feels unattainable,
When my thoughts circle like currents,
Pulling me between fear, grief, and exhaustion.

Do I follow the fading light,
or sink beneath the weight of the storm?
Do I keep calling into the dark?
In the hope that something calls back.

The ocean within feels vast and unnavigable,
I drift, emotionally disorientated and restless,
I lack clarity or trust in what may come next,
Struggling to find something solid to aim for.

Perhaps the question is not “Where do I go?”,
But,“What part of me can I anchor to”,
A place where I can take a breath and refocus,
Where I can hold my head above these crushing waves.