Like a Shark

Keep moving;
The water through your gills
Pushes away the pain.

You’re wandering,
Not pondering
The things
You did
Or didn’t do
Or say.

When you’re busy
You’re not dizzy
With the things
That might have been
But didn’t go your way.

When you stop,
That’s when you feel the weight of the emptiness
Bearing down
And you descend
With the darkness.