To find my wings

Help me you say

Like a foundering man

Drowning in quicksand

But don’t you know

That as you grab onto my hand

My own ground is so unsteady

And I most need to be tethered these days

To solid ground

To life

Don’t try to take me down again

To that powerless Underworld place

Littered with the ghosts

Of all those I loved

And could not save

Truly this is not my time

To sink or drown

Or even to just swim or tread water

Because from this secure platform

I am attempting to build

On solid ground

I am like a fledgling bird

Struggling with all her might

To find her wings