I Miss My Friend That Died

For Shawn.........
Rest peacefully.

Time flows like water. Changing the landscape as it goes. Eroding my senses, like sands in the riverbed. Moving my mind like pebbles caught in the tide.

Creatures living inside and outside of it's currents. Yet all of them dependant upon that water so freely flowing along. As if it could care less about those of us so needy of it's sustenance.

I, like a simple grain of sand, am stirred and settled. Repeatedly. Though unlike sand, I think and I feel. I see and I hear. And still, like the sand, I am affected.

Truth be told, the effect of the affections are what dismay me. They are what make me writhe and splay. They are what give me strength to swim against the current. They are also what lays me low and causes me to let that current take me.

I think too much. Feel too much. See too much.

Today I see the darkness of the water, and I drown in it. Breathing under water. The darkness like an envelope. Sealed inside...., I am naught but a blank page.

It pours in a deluge.

Inconsolable.