mental health · Poetry

Drowning

Falling, flailing

Slipping under

Surface fading

Floating wonder

The sun dissolves

Into a slumber

How soon the dark

Becomes my cover

 

Can’t see past

The angry sea

That seeks to claim

What’s left of me

A fragile faith

Left shattering

On shards of doubt

And inadequacies

 

I reach, I fail

Not quick enough

To catch the tides

To pull me up

The current rushes

Past my grasp

Push me under

Way too fast

 

Heavy weighted

Here I wallow

Deafening silence

Beating hollow

Taunting echos

Hard to swallow

The lies my heart

Is doomed to follow

 

From “Exhale” – Poetry Book available on amazon

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