Drowning
A poem about how I feel alone in my struggles.

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So much water
Surrounding me
My head feels
Like it's under.
.
Thoughts in my brain
Even consuming my dreams
I sometimes feel
Like I'm about to drown.
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The problem
I can't swim
Hell
I can't even TREAD water
.
So, here I am
Fighting to stay afloat
Feeling
Like I will not survive.
.
My head is now under
Fully consumed
Flailing
Going under.
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Hoping and praying
Someone will help
Not sure
If they will.
.
Do they even see me
Despite my best efforts
To signal
That I'm drowning?
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Splashing wildly
Trying to scream
Fruitless
It does seem
.
Someone, anyone
Throw me a lifeline
I could use
A little help.
.
While I wait
While I struggle
To stay afloat
Still trying to fight.
.
I hate that
It feels like
I'm doing this
Alone.
.
Don't they
Know that
I can't
Swim?
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This poem comes from a dark place in my head. I often feel like I'm doing everything that needs done to keep my household afloat. I've made it known ad nauseum that I would love some, any kind of help to keep from losing everything. Meanwhile, I just keep plugging away, trying to maintain my physical health and take care of me. It's hard. I'm sure many can relate.
ÂŠī¸ Mark's Life



Thank you so much for your kindness â¤ī¸
Kinda makes me wanna climb in the phone and look into your eyes so you can see how I see you with these words. So brave to write like this but also so incredibly alive to be in it - not numb to it, not running from, as you write this you stand with both feet in the trenches of it and hopefully that means it can move and dissolve to make space for new lighter feelings. Iâm so sorry for what youâre having to go through. Itâs beautiful writing. đĢļ