Waterfall

Cascading
Memories trickling down
In pools around me
I drown
 
Thoughts
Roaring to life by rapid
Pounding, all the way
Beating down to my id
 
Rolling
Tides wash me ashore
Gasping for breath
Functioning no more
 
Puddles
Surround me, drown me
The pounding of the cascades
Boring into what I am to be
 
Silence
As I quiet
The roaring tempest
That had been in riot
 
Drip
With the drop
I ask, can I continue
In this fashion, or must I stop.
 
6/4/20 ---- Andy McRae