Underwater
I'm okay with this
I have my own bubble
I watch things happen from here
Day to day
Going through the motions
Just living life
Sitting and watching everyone laugh and smile
Just me floating here
I don't need to breathe
They try to pull me out
But I'm stuck
I can't get out
I'm okay with this though
It's my day to day
They tell me that all I have to do is pop it
I can't
They don't get that
It is not that easy
Living
Day to day
Depression
Is this bubble
My classmates and family try to pull me out
But
It's impossible
Day to day
In this bubble
Trapped
Until the hot tip of the wand burns small holes to let the air in
The holes close up and I must make more
Leaving burn marks
All for a slight relief
It will stay this way
Day to day
Until I seek the sharp edges of medicine to aid me
They tell me the pill and its rounded edge will free me
But
They don't get it
They do not live my day to day
Within this bubble
Burning small holes
Until the pill's rounded edge finally pops it
I will stay in this bubble
Day
To
Day
YOU ARE READING
Tiny Stories
PoetryThis book consists of poems written by myself and I would like credit given to me if you use them for anything....after all each one does hold a story
