theres a heaviness i cant explain,
a weight that pulls me down like rain,
falling through a sky so dark,
it drowns the hope inside my heart.

each breath i take feels cold and thin,
as if the air is wearing thin,
and every step is slow, unsure,
a journey through a life obscure.

i reach for hands that arent there,
for voices lost to empty air,
i speak, but echoes are my friends,
in this silence that never ends.

the days bleed into endless nights,
a blur of shadows, stolen lights,
and sleep is just another fear,
of waking up and still being here.

i wish i knew how to let go,
to shake off all this heavy woe,
but it clings to me like my own skin,
a part of who ive always been.

im a shipwreck on a desolate shore,
a broken thing that sinks once more,
and though i dream of reaching land,
im sinking deep in shifting sand.

if theres a light, its far away,
a distant star thats lost its way,
and im left here to wander blind,
through the darkness in my mind.

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