A Poem by To be scene To be heard

I feel like i'm drowning in a sea of my own sadness.

The waves pounding me from all around.

Its happening all over again.

That lingering feeling of not wanting to breathe another breath.

The thoughts of that night in the bathroom.

Would i have been able to do it if bailey had not come through the door.

Would i still be here today?

Sitting at this computer.

Wondering if this feeling will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Will i have to constantly battle smile?

Everyday like i do now.

Its slowly starting to get harder.

Eventually i'll be too deep.

In the sea of my own sadness.

And the sad thing is.

Ill be the one the yanks me down.

© 2015 To be scene To be heard

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Added on January 22, 2015
Last Updated on January 22, 2015