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May 2016 · 219
Breathe
Lydia Oliver May 2016
Just breathe

Breathe, to settle the tide of uneasiness inside me

breathe, to still the demons ever present

I need to remember to breathe

but I forget sometimes

and just as my head slips under

I remember

remember what it was like having my lungs fill with oxygen

the feeling of knowing I was alive

I can remember the people that loved me

I can see the happiness shining

always out of reach

as if it were running from me

taunting me

laughing

I try to grab for it

but I feel myself falling

falling even more into myself

and I suddenly know

this is what it feels like to drown
Mar 2016 · 184
Time
Lydia Oliver Mar 2016
Like falling down the rabbit hole

knowing not where you came from

nor where you’ll go

so you stand there

with a cheshire grin on your face

wishing you had more time

time to heal your broken heart

time to fix your shattered soul

time to pick up the pieces of yourself

scattered

and you feel so hopeless

helpless

lost

scared

but you tuck it all away

knowing you haven’t the time for it.

— The End —