“I’m drowning
Suffocating
Being crushed
So deep
Alone………So empty
It’s dark
I’m scared
I’m sinking
Will I die if I touch the bottom?
I’m drowning
I fear
dying this way
but the surface is so far above
how much strength do i have left?
Can I reach it?
Is that heaven?
or is it just a breathe of fresh air
before my heart gives out
and i sink back
into the sea
save me
Is there anyone out there?
But who can hear the cries
of a man with no voice
for i am in the depths
and my voice lies far above
will someone take notice
that i fell in?
that I’m no longer next to them
Will anyone
dive into the depths and save me?
Will I be happy then?
At the surface
what is there for me
At least at the bottom
I have something to reach for
to wish for
If i reached the top
What would I wish for then?”
–Something I wrote about 6 years ago during a less then pleasant time in my life. Copy and paste straight out of my journal. Kind of just had the urge to share.
2 comments
Thanks for sharing it. Its very expressive. There have been times in my life I felt like I was drowning. And for me death wasn’t something I feared it was something I wanted and figured it would end my pain. Now I am alive and most of the time I am happy to be alive. Things can change.
That’s really weird it sounds really similar to mine I’m not alone