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Spending so much time  alone.
I hope this is constructive.
I should just jump, plunge,
Because maybe, I am estranged,
And there, off the deep end, is where I belong.
Swimming with my regrets.

Would I be waiting for light?
Wishing the sun’s rays would wander under the waves with me.
Pulling me to surface.
Away from the contours of the darkness keeping me.

Guilt, holding my head heavy under the waves,
Insecurity, wrapped like chains around my vision.
A metallic weight strangling my sense.
Questions unanswered, words unspoken,
I’m left heaving with indecision.

The water, hungry for inspiration, life
Feeding into my anger,
Suffocating my chance,
My very own tears adding links to my growing restraints.

— The End —