I feel the weight of the world pushing me down,
the pressure overwhelming.
It threatens to break me,
threatens to tear me to pieces.
Not sure if I’m able to hold on,
less sure that I can just let go.
Somehow I’m missing a balance,
a balance that could make this weight lighter.
But I guess some things are meant to weigh heavy,
like the drops of rain that seem to want to drown me.
I find myself looking to the skies for some sign,
even just a glimpse of something brighter,
cause the darkness from these clouds just wont let up.
It’s becoming harder to breathe.
The air is steadily becoming thicker,
it begins to suffocate me,
and I want to cry out and scream,
but when I open my mouth,
i hear the sound of nothing.
It must be these emotions that built up.
They have a way of silencing me.
Perhaps its a little too late to cry out for help,
cause no one seems to be able to hear me,
and I begin to doubt they can even see me.
Feeling so alone in my misery,
with this weight from the world constantly on my back. ©