Drowning and gasping for air.
I am drowning in my own thoughts,
the thoughts that keep me up at 3 am.
The thoughts that put a whole in my heart,
that rip my self-esteem into two.
I am drowning, trying to gasp for air.
Air that could be my only saving grace.
Air that could be my last breath.
It comes across my mind,
Do I want to live?
Do I want to suffer with all these demeaning thoughts in my head that only I can hear?
I have lost the movement of my body.
My body goes rigid.
And I have lost all the will to try and stay alive.
So I let the evil thoughts come and poison me, until my last dying breath.