Can’t eat,

can’t sleep.

I have walked a groove into these floors.

Tears drip, drip, drop.

No longer avoiding the creaky spots;

One step in reality,

The next in a dream.

Passing through the veil
As my mind whispers,

“I am still here with you”.

Reminding me i am alive.

Counting. Breathe,

Just breathe.

Eyes closed,

mind awake.
The furnace fires up and here I am.