Drowning

It's become difficult to catch my breath,

everybody wants something, there is always somewhere to be, something to do,

losing touch with the here and now,

treading to keep my head above water.

 

Drowning

 

Time is racing, I can't keep up,

picking up speed just to maintain the pace,

still not fast enough,

tired, isolated,

the strings begin to unravel,

I struggle to stay afloat.

 

Drowning

 

I miss my life,

this is not what I'm currently engaged in,

I'm alive,

but only physically,

conciseness vanished,

going through the motions,

playing the game,

slowly circling the drain.

 

Drowning

 

Anger, frustration, annoyance, stew within,

keep it buried,

deep,

fertilizing exhaustion,

overwhelming emotions circle round and round like an endless whirlpool.

 

Drowning

 

Toss me a life preserver, the ship's going down.

 

Drowning. 

Reviews

[Jorge Peppertrees]

Truly relatable for anyone who has experienced depression, especially the feeling it gave me of never being enough while trying to be everything but yourself. I like the way you say so much with so few words.

[Phillip Francis]

Thank you for taking the time to read my writing.

[Emily]

Wow. Such great flow throughout this piece. Deep poem. Keep up the wonderful writing!

[Phillip Francis]

Thank you for taking the time to read my writing.

[Ted Kniffen]

Struggling to keep one's head above water becomes a strain. I'm fairly certain we've all circled the drain at one time or another. Good poem. Keep writing.

[Phillip Francis]

Thank you for taking the time to read.

[Spencer Barker]

Phillip, you put into touch with the struggles we can all go through. This is a very elegant, imagery rich way of showing that. Great write! :)

[Phillip Francis]

Hello Spencer,

I'm glad you were able to receive the message in this poem. Thank you for your kind words and for taking the time to read my work.