Simply undone 

Untethered and floating 

In the dreams, which are my waking slumber 

The break in my storm 

The calm in the chaos 

How comforting it is to sit in my own, 

Musical silence 

Anything is possible when the wind is not whipping at your face 

Anything is possible when you’re not stuck in that awful place 

And I wonder 

Will the overwhelming pain of my self-appointed weight sink me? 

Or will I swim?