The Great Master

The room spun left to right
I moved not, but faster still it went
Round and around without relief
Stomach churned in resistance

Moments ago we wrestled around
Without worry or concern
But change can start in an instant
And sometimes life is never the same

I fight you, and you know I often do
Take advantage and punish you
No concern for what is right or wrong
Because of what you did to me

I was young and in my prime
We lived well, happy and free
Then, with a lump, everything changed
Was it your choice or my failure?

You became frail and I did as well
We watched the world spin round
Without us ever forward, ever alone
At odds we were from that day forth

Now the world spins anew
Just not figuratively as it did before
Now it spins from within and random
And I know not why or how

But now I sit in a silent panic
Staring at the trees far distant
Pondering a pine box for you
And what truly becomes of me...

I was always the important one
You, just a vehicle of sorts
Have now become the captain
And I am at your mercy

And as wellness soon comes,
Gracefully removed from capture,
To live a life again the same,
But will I be a different master?

Nicholas Campos  ~ January 2025