Rise and fall.
Come forth and recede.
Rise and ebb.
It is the tide of my life.
Mourn and groan.
Sigh and frown.
Mirthless laugh.
This heart is so weary.
Stand, stagger.
Tripping, treading.
Oh, grasp, tether.
This time no going under, I declare!
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.