Sinking

I am shouting. Into hurricane winds. Every word lost.
You stand there. Inches from me. Bewildered.
I gesticulate. Exaggerate my mouth's movements. Grasp my hair.
In frustration.

You are hurt. Your effort supreme. To comprehend.
Our tongues move but impenetrable language issues forth.
You are angry. Rightly self-righteous. Martyred.
Am I to blame?

Where are our directions? Show me the hand-book. Help me.
Nonplussed. Your vision skewed. Your eyes helpless.
I batter invisible walls with bleeding fists.
My legacy.

Hang on tight. Something can be salvaged. Grasp this wreckage.
Your ears must remain receptive, your eyes open. Don't speak.
Listen. Just listen. Please listen. I am trying. So hard.
To tell you.