Uphill Battle

A sad and dark poem, as most of mine usually are.

I'm not sure how much more
I can take
Of all the battles I've lost
This one takes all the cake
I made the right choices
But I'm still going down
I'm treading the water
And soon I will drown

At first I thought that I wouldn't
Give in
All the cards were on my side
I thought I could win
But in this uphill battle
I can't reach the ground
There's a wall on my future
And I can't get around

I am tired
I lost my will to fight
Everything's a blur around me
I'm fading into the night
I have my anchors
But their weight no longer holds me
Maybe if I let go
I'll find some way to be free

Every day
My body leaves without me
It goes off into the world
While I hide inside my day dreams
Someday things may get better
But I won't hold my breath
Because if I hope for tomorrow
Then today will bring death.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

The sadness which comes with depression, such an uphill struggle. Only those who have suffered from its suffocating grip will understand. You convey that feeling well James. First of yours I have read. Pleased to meet you.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You set a forlorn and desperately sad tone in this rhyming piece James which leaves the reader a deep feeling of sad inevitability. I think the rhyming changes in the final stanza?

[James Probert]

Most of the time I use a specific rhyme scheme, but I was trying something new with this one. I didn't count syllables, and I didn't really make any structure to it. I guess I'm trying to broaden my horizons when it comes to my writing. Sorry if it disappoints.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

No it didn't disappoint at all I simply missed the first rhyme in the final stanza. You gave this one the emotion it needed and it reads well.

[James Probert]

Thank you. :)