I feel like I’m drowning.

All the battles I fight,

are all ones that I’ve lost.

The yelling,

the crying,

all play-back in my head,

I try to forget,

but they keep going like and unending movie.

I try to yell for help,

but I’m the only one that can hear myself.

No one understands,

all the things I’m taking in.

It all seems never ending,

and I push,

and push,

but I’m getting nowhere.

I look at everyone around me,

their smiles and laughs,

give me a sense of loneliness.

I know I can reach the top,

but my current feelings and pain

pull me back down.

I can’t breathe,

doubt compresses my lungs.

Do they care?

Do they worry?

All these answers are unknown to me.

I know I can come through,

but as soon as I do,

the waves knock me back down.

I thought I had reached the end,

but I soon realized something.

All struggles are like oceans,

powerful, yet never ending.