overwhelming
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I am not an empath,
How could I possibly protect myself to lie and say;
After experiencing it all second hand,
More and more each day
Water’s rushing in
Filling the holes
Blinding the eyes
Hurting the soul
Water’s rushing in
Leaving the innocent helpless
I made the mistake of allowing myself to dip my toes into the water
And letting myself get carried away into the deep end.
I couldn’t find it in me to save myself
Because I never learned how to swim.
I made the mistake of allowing myself to dip my toes into the water
And letting myself get carried away into the deep end.
I couldn’t find it in me to save myself
Because I never learned how to swim.
My anxiety haunts me.And no, it's not the usual "under the bed" or "inside the closet" ghostThis is a "inside my heart" ghostA "something is holding me against my bed" ghostA "I can't breathe" ghost
The curtains have closed, do not slow your breathing.
Midnight has come, you feel them near.
The Demons are coming, the Demons are thieving.
The dragons surround me
Their fire lashing out at me,
Their ceaseless destruction
Finally taking its toll.
The destruction I caused.
The fire I created.
The dragons I raised.
I write because I go through hard times
Family and friends are not always there
Most of my problems rhyme
I do not always share
People just look at physical appearance
It seems to always start the same way,
just like a cycle I might say.
The way a bottle slowly fills up,
drop by drop reaching the top
until it can't take it no longer,
it starts to suffocate in its own water,
A sweltering sea
overtook my
nimble and anxious
body.
The salt had
burned my
pressed eyes;
the
waters were
deeper and heavier
than the
hidden
