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Nov 2014
Right
left
up
down
everything
that’s all around
is spinning fast
and getting jumbled
help me fast before it crumbles

I am lost
I am confused
I do not know which way to choose

I am sinking
drowning perhaps
I’ve lost my ship
so I guess that’s that
“man overboard” (yelled loud and clear)
but I lost my breath
just in time to not hear

Someone save me
Someone help
I don't want to be
All by myself

But,
In the dark and twisting waves
Someone reaches out.
There is someone who saves
Me from all the lost
inside myself
Somehow
someone helps.

everything will be alright
at the end of the tunnel there is light
There is hope right around
that corner you cannot yet see.
But trust me.
nothing is lost
that cannot be found
A tangible example of my personal process and attempt to talk myself out of the dark hole of depression that seems to regularly engulf me. Though I can find that light, somehow I always find myself jumping overboard right back into that dark hole. So here I am returning, adding to, and revising this poem. yet. again.
Makenzie Marie
Written by
Makenzie Marie  23/F/Pocatello, Idaho
(23/F/Pocatello, Idaho)   
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