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.Β Β 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.