Swamp

If you look beyond my eyes

Into the far reaches of my mind

You will find the marshes

Of my subconsciousness

Drain that swamp

And you will find my body

Tangled but preserved

By the muck that flows below

I fell into the bog

Many years ago

A mental state of shock

Drove the dive

Into these murky shallows

That lurked beneath my conscious mind

I’ve been there far too long

Trapped beyond myself

Stuck behind a vacant stare

Wishing it could end

But unable to move

Unable to breathe

Incapable of change

To leave that brackish place

Drowning but not dying

In the waters of my psyche

Lost but not misplaced

In the swamp I made myself