is this all that's there
All these days ending the same
A symphony of pain
A huge blow to the brain
or heart
Which is where it all starts
A slow ache from within
Then a darkness that consumes me until I get a little woozy
Like a rock in water
A sinking feeling comes over
Like those last minutes when you're drowning, realizing
Your savior come isn't going to rescue you this time around
Should've learned how to float
Now it's sink or swim, ride or die, high or low
I don't know how to float
So I sink in the hopelessness
Sink in despair
Is this all that's there?
👁 5💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.