And it crashes like waves
Your breathing becoming the sea
Each breath-in ripping away from the shore
Each breath-out crashing down upon you with every voice in your head
That tells you not to take another breath
To drown in the sea you are creating.
But still you breathe in.
Because you are fighting.
Because you are strong.
Because although every fiber in your body threatens to break under the stress
You believe.
I believe.
The wind may be slamming at your face and not your back
And the rain may be pouring into your mouth and not onto the flowers
But you know it is just the weather.
The sun is there.
YOU ARE READING
Depression/ Suicide/ Self harm / recovery Poems
PoetryA collection of poetry to show people the pain some people go through, I go through. A place where I can release the pain within me and show you all that recovery is possible. I love and care about all of you xx
