i’m on the edge of the dock,

with my misery and shame.

how could it mean so much,

but mean nothing all at once?

yeah you had a good thing,

and things you have to let go,

but the bad things we hold dearly,

unaware of how close.

why are you so insecure?

why so anxious? why so unsure?

we focus more on regulation,

than focusing on integration.

losing your mind can be good sometimes,

as crazy as it seems,

but swim back up because you can’t

survive that deep in the sea.

-DW