I struggle to the top
Fighting my way through the current
Pushing me every Which way
My arms flail
My legs kick
I grip at nothing
For nothing is there
I want to scream
I want to cry
But I silently make my way
Not showing weakness
Not showing I need help
I fight
fighting
I make it
Bursting through the surface
I gulp down air
Letting it fill my lungs
Sighing in relief
Only to be dragged
Back into the depths
The darkness engulfing my sight
The water filling my lungs
And the fight
Is all gone
As I slip deeper and deeper
Unable to bring myself to the surface
I manage
A meek
And weak
Help
Before letting it take me back down
As I slip away
YOU ARE READING
Escape To Space
PoezjaThis is a "poetry book". Instead of putting my poems as their own separate post. They will all be put here.