I have the familiarity of a journey

Yet to be taken, yet one step away from you and drive

Deeper into my Internal Haze. It is voyage,

A tumble through what remains of what is to come as

you go and start and star in a wonderful life…

I cannot hold on to you.

 I would rather drown a thousand times than let you throw me

A ring of comfort, a sign of help I badly want to hold because I know that in the end

I may well be then on higher ground away from the raging tempest