can I just explain something for the following poem, but you can skip over it if you want idm. This explains the feeling I feel at the moment, it reminded me of the time where I was really, really going through things and I had no one even though there were people around me to help. And when i tried it was like they couldn't understand. Ladies, gentleman, and non-gender conformative pals!! this is me.
The same feelings washed over me
Like a tsunami making a passing over my city
Except it rushed into me, sudden and unforgivable
I grasped at the air in an attempt to grab it
But my attempt was futile,
I was drowning.
The water suffocated my lungs,
An all knowing feeling being dipped inside my brain
Brushing against every note I've ever carved inside
Washing away every memory of
"good times"
I was alone in this world.
Because all my thrashing and grabbing at the air
Seeking for a hand to hold to let me breathe again
Was a failed attempt.
And I could not hold my breath any longer
So I scream.
A deafening, ear-piercing growl that made others shiver
but all that came out
Were bubbles.
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
