I'll never understand how my mind works,
I swim in an ocean of thoughts.
Although lately, I've been drowning rather than swimming.
With each contemplation I am slowly sinking.
It's getting harder and harder to reach the surface,
I don't even know if I want to.
It was terrifying being where the waves crashed,
But then I was pulled out by the riptide,
And I've been stuck in this whirlpool of emotions.
I don't know how to handle myself--
My feet can't touch the bottom.
I can't swim back though,
The pressure is too much.
I'm terrified of all those who are waiting for me along the shore.
So I've been practicing holding my breath,
This way I can handle each time my thoughts pull me under.
Maybe I should stop trying to keep myself afloat.
Maybe I'm sinking for a reason,
Maybe I deserve to drown.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not Okay. I'm Sorry.
Poetrythis is just an outlet for some of my poetry and poetic thoughts. my mindsets and my perspective. i can tell you now that it won't all rhyme. don't expect perfection. enjoy, i guess. xx 💕
