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Mar 2019
Sometimes I tend to wonder.
What it is that is pulling me under.
Suffocated by my thoughts.
Feeling like I've taken shots.
Bleeding out, can I be revived?
With my mental state so deprived?
What will it take,
To give this feeling the shake?
Happiness is the goal.
But my emotions are taking their toll.
I know it's right around the corner.
Even though I feel like a foreigner.
Trying to find the light.
While my brain and heart fight.
One day things will be better.
Once we've paid our material debtor
I have faith in love's power.
To save this world in a blessed shower.
Hold on to your inner light.
It's the only weapon against the darkness of night.
Xander B
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Xander B  United States
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