Asking for help is like struggling when you’re drowning; it isn’t a sign of weakness, but the desire to keep living
Don’t drown: ask for help in your surroundings.
Because people won’t watch you drown when you’re struggling; they’ll run to help you out of the pond you’re drowning in. Because if you don’t try to live so others don’t see you bleed you will only make them hurt more when you fall under the weight of the storm.
This is not my best poem or the most beautiful one. But I feel like sometimes you have to push beauty aside when you have something to say.