Undoing

The Undoing 

is near

prepare for the disappear

unraveling of things

Despair may come too

as knots loosen

through and through

What glory to be free

follow the sea

into a realm we once were

No more

blurred in this small

sticky mind

That can hold just so much

Never the vastness of it all

but mere glimpses and hope

Ah to dive back

into the abyss

what bliss

Fear yes

as a screaming babe

yet soon finds comfort

within mothers gaze

returned

at her chest

heart beat 

a melody well known

from not too long

ago