Drowning in Life

As life’s waves pull me under, I can
Barely breathe to keep myself afloat.
What is life without air or oxygen?

I am drowning but there is no plan
For anyone to save me from the load
Weighing me down or the dungeon

Waiting for me at rock bottom. I may
Wear a smile as the happy-go-lucky
Girl but no one knows the struggle

To stay alive above the waves. Stay
With the flow I try but it becomes fuzzy,
Hazy and murky as all my core muscle

Memories forget how to swim. No one
Is going to remember her, the girl who
Drowned and never survived to tell

Her own story of how the shining sun
No longer had its glow or how the glue
That once held her together so well

Fell apart. To others she was the hero
Of the story but in her mind she was
The villain or anti-hero. No one would

Know that she was in a constant limbo
Of wanting to escape the world’s buzz
Or craving to be where she once stood

Before on solid land. The choice lies in
Her hands… to live in life or constant sin.