I wasn’t drowning I guess;
no abience nor screams
Sinking I was I guess
I am
I will be
Slowly yet steady
Sinking without a cure
Sinking protesting a cure
Old habits of screening and numb
It was harder yet easier that way
But a knock on the door
can cause a lot of things
Anxiety to some
Lifesaver to some
Yes, a simple knock
can save a life sometimes
I wasn’t to come here now
maybe for a while
maybe forever but
You made me now
You made me
A cat
on the shore of a hidden island
with a smile on her eyes
saying a meow of thank you
I’m glad you did
Nine Lives 