Book of Poems

Stuck Underwater

Stuck underwater, no air for release

trapped in the distant chasm below

waiting for my watery grave to come forward,

claiming me as its own

I am not in the water,

but it sure feels that way.

“I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe”

is what I always say

No one understands, no one knows what to do

I am alone in my troubles,

stuck where no one can reach me.

I sit in a corner and try to get back

I pray for my Savior, whomever that might be,

to come and release me from my horrible problem

I cry until I bite whatever is near, today was my finger,

then I sob out of anger, pity, and frustration

My body goes weak, my limbs shake and tremble

I think I might as well die

I feel so awful, I don’t want to be here

I cannot breathe, I am underwater

I do not know what to do,

I do not know how to fix this

is there even a cure?

Oh, how I wish I knew