The guilt is eating me inside out,
The self hatred is scorching through my veins,
The depression has clouded my mind,
And the emptiness hits me like a bullet everyday.
It feels like I'm drowning,
Like every bit of happiness is washing away,
And while I fall into oblivion,
I try to grasp something, anything,
To slow down my fall.
I need a reason to live,
A sort of anchor,
To pull me back to shore,
For I fear I will sink otherwise.
The gravity is taking over,
The ocean's current pulling me down,
Everyday, every minute has become a struggle,
Every hour is tugging me down.
A second away from collapsing,
I see a glimmer of light,
A flicker of hope,
I might survive!
I take the outreached hand,
Let it drag me up towards the light,
Taking me back towards the long gone happiness,
The grief slowly washing away.
As I float back to the surface,
The little insecurities are still nagging at my mind,
Telling me that it's not worth it,
That I should just give up.
But I'm a survivor!
I won't fall twice,
Won't let the sorrow pull me down,
Won't let myself drown.
The surface is coming near,
I see flickers of the small things that made me happy,
Turns out my anchor was always there,
I was just too submerged to look around.
Now as I recall the people who shoved me down,
Who poisoned my mind and stole my hope,
I can go face them,
And tell them that I'm a survivor.
*****Hey guys, Amal here! Did you guys like the poem? Please tell me in the comments. If you guys have any feedback, do tell.******
