Drowning

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I'm drowning in my thoughts.
Help me.
I am fading away from the painful world surrounding
me.
I am fading into a world where everything is perfect.
Where no one is locking themselves in their room
because they hate their life.
Where no one is fighting with their boyfriend or
girlfriend.
Where no one is threatening to take their own life
because of heart break and betrayal.
Where no one is crying in a school bathroom stall
because they're being bullied.
Where no one is trying to keep it together for
a few more seconds,
because if they don't they'll fall apart.
But that perfect world doesn't exist.
Because people enjoy tearing others down,
making them feel better about themselves.
Where people a pushing others to take their own
lives.
People disgust me.
We see these things everyday,
we see people falling apart.
But we ignore them because we think it's weird
to show weakness in public.
So instead of helping,
we walk right past them in the hall or on the
streets.
We ignore them.
They could be searching for one last act of kindness,
before they loose all hope on their life.
They could be giving their life one last chance,
in hopes that someone will notice and save them.
But we let them loose that last string of hope they
have on this cruel world that we live in.
Our society is tearing them apart,
making them believe they are worthless to others
around them.
We make them believe that the earth won't notice if
they're gone.
We treat people so terrible that they loose their happiness
in exchange for depression.
And with that depression,
they exchange that with death.
It kills me to know that people would rather be dead,
than to live on this earth.
With the people surrounding them.
People are drowning in their thoughts too,
they just don't have enough hope that they can swim up to
the surface and find someone.
They too,
would rather drown in their thoughts,
and escape this terror of a world.
They would rather drown in their thoughts,
than live with the society that has been tearing them down.
And to be honest,
I don't blame them.
The shell they've created over them has been cracked,
scraped,
and broken.
So I don't blame them for wanting to fade away into a
world they've created themselves.
A world that they're not afraid to be themselves.
I am drowning in my thoughts.
But I have hope,
so I am swimming to the surface.
You should learn to swim too.

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