herculean

nineteen years // how i fell apart

Are these my labours? 

Herculean, insurmountable tasks 

That I must overcome

To have a bright future? 

In this moment

I feel like I am constantly pushing a boulder uphill

Although some days 

I let it slide down 

And rest heavy on my chest

I like the feeling

Of not being able to breathe

Drowning 

But like always 

I pull myself out

And push the boulder up the hill 

Author's Note

june, 2016- old and not my best work