lost in a sea of despair
with no end in sight
people pass me by
but I am unable to cry out
desperately treading water
to stay afloat and yet a part of me
just wants to let go
stop fighting and just sink
to the bottom where I can rest
I see no way out
no sign of hope
and yet something
keeps me going
I will not surrender to
this sea of despair
I am gasping for breath
gulping water
dizzy with exhaustion
before I sink I cry out
with my last breath "Help!"
suddenly hands reach out for me
lift me out of the sea of despair
and as I cough out water
my eyes begin to see
a fellowship of people on a life raft
I ask them where they came from,
and a man with a gentle smile answers
that they have been there all along waiting for me to see them
the sea of despair made me blind to
the very help I was looking for
until in that moment of desperation
I was open and willing to ask for help
Trying to capture how I used to feel when I struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts in my mid 20s to early 30s. And how things got better as I invited a Power greater than me into my life, even though I was so angry and fearful of everyone and everything.