Slipping.

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Those thoughts came crawling back,

And they grabbed at my feet hungrily.

To be honest, I wasn't strong enough to kick them back,

I was slipping.

And as I was dragged to the bottom,

I remembered the whole reason I resurfaced.

I remembered how disgusted I was with myself,

And I remembered the people above the surface who love me.

I thought how painful that life was.

I thought how that life wasn't for me, not again.

So simply,

I kicked those evil thoughts away.

I felt strength now,

And I resurfaced to the life that I deserve.

To the people who make me happy,

The people who make life worth living.

And I found myself.

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