Seeking Solace

When the world started to tip on its side,
I had no choice.
There was no solace,
No shift in the tide.
If I didn’t adjust,
I would’ve died.

My own thoughts turned on me,
My own head started to spin.
The world was no longer still,
And no matter how long I prayed,
No matter how long I stayed,
I will never be what I was again.

It was not heartbreak,
No.
It was not a break of any emotion,
But for my own loneliness.

I tried,
Am still trying,
To stave off what will always be.

Maybe they broke me.
Maybe they took, what was me.
But even if I can never put it back together,
I can find something to make it whole again.

For I only have my words left now.
My last hide-away,
To shield my mind,
From myself.