I pull, and I pull, and I pull Layer by layer Reaching; Suffocating I claw away at the surface Never quite reaching the top I feel like I'll never get there But yet I feel like it's oh so close Air is running thin Body so very weak Why can't I get there? Why is it so hard to reach? Is this a sign? My head is pounding Like I'm being hit over the head with a hammer Over, and over, and over I'm at my wits end Lost beyond the deserts All I see are illusions of what I wish it all could be But it never will be So I keep wondering Trying to find a way out A way out of this deep depression I never knew I was in
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