Welcome to your life

the air's so thick
and it’s a struggle to swim
with skin so thin it's hard to bear
the pain of seeing happiness
everywhere but inside
and fighting just to keep it out
incapable of letting go
of the mess that remains

panic sits like a huge rock in the pit
of my stomach or my heart
difficult to distinguish between the two
both are so needy yet so particular
neither capable of satisfaction

hold on just a minute
longer than it seems possible to survive,
soon it will be over
and it’ll all be fine
or at least as fine as fine can be

stone façades to cover up
the feeble chaos that’s become
all that is within, without, withheld
shut it off, shut it down,  shut it out
anything, everything outside
inept at life, not certain how
or why this is the way is has to be

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

It would not be right to make light of any writer`s
terrible emotional trauma, after all, that is where much
of the world`s great poetry originates.

It might be observed that in the future you will have occasion
to look back at this world shaking event and smile, wondering
exactly what it was that made you feel so bad.

The reader may never know about the personal trajedy that
pompted this nice poem, but it is easily observed that writer is
possessed of a resounding talent and is gifted with the ability to
pass deep emotion and feeling on to the reader.

My Rate: 100 %

---- Eagle Cruagh

[Fallen_Immortal]

It would help a considerable amount if you would put in punctuation and capitalize where it is necessary. Just those few things detract from the poem itself and make it hard for me to concentrate on. But all in all, for being a depressing and slightly emotional piece, I would say it was pulled off without sounding too needy. Good job.