Midnight swim

A poem about mental health.

An ocean of angst pulls at my feet, 

beckoning me to swim tonight. 

I cave in as per usual. 

 

Waves of dark thoughts slowly wash over me,
drenching my mind in lonely despair. 

Salty streams of sadness engulf me whole.

I don't fight. I let them take me,

like a broken pebble getting dragged 

to new depths by merciless tidal waves,

relentless,

no control. 

A surge of emotions rush into my head
as my body becomes numb, 

I'm paralyzed with dread.

The water weighs heavy

on my fragile chest.

It hold me down, beneath its depths.

I scream my last breathe, 

but no sound comes out. 

It is possible to drown 

inside your own mind,

choke on the waters

of your own desperate thoughts. 

But may your thirst for healing 
be greater than the sorrows

that drown you whole.