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xmxrgxncy May 2016
Down
          Down
                     dOwn
                                   doWn
                                                doWn


















.......wish I could ask for help from down here.....






But I'm not an attention seeker.

Just a groundling.....
Luisa C Apr 2016
i have grown so cold
i'm used to drowning alone
don't try to save me
overboard i will go
and i'll never come home

[l . c]
Makenzie Odom Apr 2016
It’s like a blow to the chest;
You feel yourself sinking,
Down, down, down–
Until there is nothing left.
Liam Handy Apr 2016
I used to talk to someone
Someone I've known
Someone I'd hang out with on a nice Sunday evening
Someone whom I could trust
And now I've seen a completely different side
Someone who I could love
Not enough to love
but enough to say hello
and talk to about problems
when she had her own
she still listened
secretly wanting to hug me and kiss me
and I knew
but I felt differently
I only wanted a friend.

She accepted as it was
my horrible choice I had made
And now I know this
but can do nothing
for she ended her life with me
and left this forsaken town
to live with her others
in a place too far away,
she never knew,
I loved her too.

All I can achieve now
is endlessly
sinking into my own mind
trying to calculate
what I could've done
to love her truly.
But my exhausted brain
can't find an answer
and thus
I am sinking into the Earth
trying to swim to her.
I fell into a pit of quicksand made of regret
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
I'm trying to break the norm
I'm trying to break through the storm
I'm trying to discard the dread
I'm trying to find happiness instead
I'm trying to escape the doom
I'm trying to save what it consumes

Try though I might, I'm failing
Try though I might in my bailing
Try though I might, my ships not sailing
Try though I might it's hard to keep caring
Try though I might, I keep on sinking
Try though I might I keep on weeping

Maybe I should just let go
Maybe there is something I don't know
Maybe I should let things be
Maybe there's something I can't see
Maybe things will be just fine
Maybe this is my sublime

Maybe things won't get much worse
Maybe I really don't live under a curse
Maybe this sadness is my way
Maybe I'm supposed to fight for each day
Maybe I'm supposed to live with catastrophe being the norm
Maybe I'm supposed to dance in the storms
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I swam your deep, hoping
For the treasures at your depths.
But, I failed to take that breath
Of reality and so your surreal took me.
And yet.
I'm not drowning.
Rather I'm, flying on your toxic things
with no hope of returning.
I'm for certain living the dream.
The Atlantean
that sank beneath your sea.
Toucan Dec 2015
Our love is like titanic,
Upon stormy waters, we hit an iceberg,
and our ship is sinking...
S l o w l y . . .
P a i n f u l l y . . .
and it will all end in тяαgιту,
In Ice-Cold waters,
When our frozen hearts no longer feel,
the warmth of the love before it.
hallucinations Dec 2015
i try to block out the noise
with more noise,
and yet I am still drowning in it all.
i am sinking, and god,
somebody please help me
(i am finally reaching, and still there is no one grasping my wrist and pulling me out)
i am ready to be told that
i am  w o r t h y
of so much more
than the sadness that wraps it's claws
around the base of my neck, tugging.
dragging me down, down, down
“ i am ready ”
the words are uttered into the dark of my room when the thoughts turn ****** and red.
“ i am ready ”
and my heart beats a violent rhythm to these words and
i am ready, so please, if You are out there,
send help.

I AM READY ( to be more ).
will anyone ever reach for my hand?

hallucinations (c) | twenty-fifteen
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