A start.

I started to,
started to slip away.
I flailed and gasped,
grabbed the edges of me,
blurred the edges of you.
I don't know how
to hold on and sink 
into the grays, the in betweens.

I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying.
I don't know what I need,
but I know what I don't need.
​It's a start.