My world feels like it is crumbling,
Each day, a little more it falls,
And I am left here, just stumbling,
As I try to hold onto these walls.
I ask myself, should I give up?
Would it be easier to let go?
Or continue on, with this tough
Battle that I fight, but so slow.
The days seem endless, filled with pain,
And life's struggles seem to never cease,
My heart feels heavy, like a chain,
And my mind is in a state of unease.
I long for a glimmer of light,
In this dark and dreary abode,
But all I see is endless night,
On this dark and lonely road.
My world feels like it's closing in,
And I am suffocating, can't breathe,
Is it worth it, to continue and win?
Or is it easier to just leave?
But then I think of those I love,
And the thought of leaving them behind,
It's enough for me to rise above,
And keep fighting, leaving doubts behind.
I may feel like my world is crumbling,
And giving up might be the simple way,
But I'll keep fighting, never stumbling,
For I choose to live, come what may.
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Echos OF Silence: The Unspoken Struggles Of Mental Health
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