Drowning
Help me I’m drowning in a sea of voices
Overwhelmed by crashing waves of choices
As I swim to the top, I feel myself dragged back under
No one can hear my screams through the rolling thunder
This anxiety builds and crushes my chest
Making it impossible to rest
My skin begins to itch sometimes even burn
Asking when will the good times get to take a turn
Playing in my head and praying on my fears
Taking advantage of issues from past years
Water fills my lungs it is getting harder to breathe
Drifting to the bottom of the sea trapped underneath
Drowning- Jaelen Johnston 7-3-2023
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