People murmur words all around
Some may even be talking to me.
I hear them, but I don't truly understand.
I feel suffocated like I can't breathe,
with all of these faceless figures trying to speak to me.
I feel tears begin to prick my eyes, but am unsure as to why.
I raise my hand up to feel my cheeks.
My breath fastens into rapid puddles of disappearing air.
I need to get out of here, to escape before I drown.
I gasp for breath, then decide to run.
They look at me funny
Ask if I'm okay.
How in this world could I explain?
I'm okay if you mean I'm struggling to swim,
struggling to keep from drowning myself in my own self-hate.
I'm okay if you mean I'm dying to live,
dying to survive each night and day.
People murmur words all around
Some may even be talking to me.
I hear them, but I don't truly understand.
I feel suffocated like I can't breathe,
with all of these faceless figures trying to speak to me.
