My poem on anxiety and how it makes me feel
Drowning
By: A.E. Collins
Waves crashing
From all around
Pushing you deeper
Further from life
Arms flailing
Legs kicking
Needing air
Surface so close, but so far
Almost to the top
Just a little further to sanity
(CRASH)
Waves knock you deeper, once more
Getting Weaker now
Harder to fight
Light slowing fading
Darkness and doubt consume
One last effort, to rise above
Bust through the top
Only to be pushed back down
Moments later.
