Overwhelmed
Inside I am drowning in the rain of my pains
The floods rush in and carry all joys away.
The waves crash down and destroy me from the inside
I desperately climb the shore, fleeing the gripping tide.
The storm clouds grow and pour down the misery
Overwhelming my memories of past enjoyed beauty.
Frantically I search for a shelter from the storm
But it seems as though I am entirely alone.
The waves reach out and crash down upon me
And slowly drag me into the depths of misery.
I fight the swirling torrent of my torment
But slowly succumb and start the descent.
The surges press harder and pin me underneath
And I kick below the surface, unable to breathe.
The lights of past joys rapidly fade
And the waves become my barricade.
Entombed by the pressures of the depths
My lungs cease to draw their breaths.
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