Struggling to stay afloat
Grasping at straws
Mind out of control
Longing to be free of chains
That bind the soul
Chest tightening
Laying still
Searching
But unable to find
Could there be something wrong with being?
All life’s menace
Creeping up behind
The glare of lights so blinding
Stealing sight from eyes
Clouds often remain still
Refusing to clear
Pushing things further and further
Into the depths of despair
Eyes closed
Spirit never resting
Walking aimlessly forward
Hands held upwards to the sky
No tears falling
All wells have run dry
The baggage of life
Brings with it
A heavy chest
Burdened with strife
Driven to the realms of insanity
Do we give up hope?
Allowing ourselves to drown in a sea of anxiety
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Ucalison
© 2016 ANL
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