I've decided to share a personal poem today. It was written a couple years ago, so keep that in mind. I'm not going emo on you guys.
The sunniest days seem so gray and glum
The party's always somewhere else
Each day I feel like I'm dying
This feeling keeps intensifying
Crying does little good anymore
With the persistance of the waves
The pain just comes rushing right back
I'm drowning in the riptide
I can hear my own heavy, desperate breathing
Unsteadily, in and out, like the roar of the surf
Under the surface I go
Mental anguish I cannot describe
An incessant, pounding migrane in my heart
An unseen hand relentlessly squeezing my gut
An endless scream with empty lungs
I'm quickly losing time slowly
Buried up to my waist in hourglass sand
I see it fall grain by grain by grain
It won't be long before it all runs out
Loneliness seems eternal
If I open my eyes
They'll burn and tear up
Open my mouth to cry out
And I'll choke and sputter
If only I'd realize how shallow the waters are
In the meantime, I'll plumb the depths of despair