Safe Harbour?

What does one do when it all becomes too much,

And they no longer have the strength to keep fighting?

What does one do when their energy is sapped,

But they cannot take the break they require?

What does one do when the hangman looms,

And the ability to keep fending him off is waning?

What does one do when they realise they’re doing their sister wrong,

But just can’t bear to admit, or to correct it?

What does one do when sleep now evades them,

And with every day their world becomes foggier?

What else can one do, when nothing else helps,

But to disgorge the contents of their mind into the ether?

And what else can one do when the sharp edge looms

But keep on sailing, hoping they’ll find a safe harbour soon?