stifled and bound,
yearning for respite
as i search for some answers.
forsaken and alone,
i helplessly witness
reason slipping from my fingers
confused and dejected,
i fumble blindly
trying to make sense of it all.
withdrawn and resigned,
i let go of my grip
and braced myself for the fall.
The Aimless Rambler 
great poem n nice image. love it a lot.
thank you thank you 🙂
You write so well and with such raw emotion. Your poem expresses the feeling that we all have sometimes – that we have to let go.