We as Humans

Drowning.

I've always thought drowning
would be the worst way to go.
The panic and pressure and sinking
until eventually this ends.
Yet here I sit
drowning
in the title waves of my mind
but the end just won't come.
The air is gone from my lungs.
I'm being destroyed
but I drag my feet along fragile grounds
like I can bear to remain.
I can't be calmed anymore.
The smile that once did it is gone
and it left a hole without me noticing.
There's no longer a comfort I can find.
Rarely a breath of air
to keep me afloat.
I'm being dragged under
but everyone greets my screaming
with ignorant smiles.
To feel on edge
so far from okay
clawing at footholds
that were worn down too long ago.
I'm bleeding and tense
but I'm fine.
Just
drowning.