And it sets in again

This dark creepy feeling

That makes me extremely uncomfortable

I try and try and try

Getting out of this maelstrom

This metaphorical sinking

Ain't coming to an end any time soon though

It's difficult to keep up daily

With pretences and facades 

Of emotions that are fake through and through

And yet, it can't hide that seeking

That feeling 

Of an inexplicable drowning

That the mind witnesses everyday

It's a strong current

Swimming against it is lethal

And yet I'm moving my hands and feet

Trying to walk in its depths

When there's no hope of even a breath of air

Every day is that feeling

Tell me, stranger who shares these waters

What do you think about my situation?

We stand and await the water

Filling up our lungs slowly and painfully

While our body bloats

Of this dreariness that kills me

Do you have an inkling?

Your silence is answer enough

To me, as I stand quietly

Waiting for things to happen

Hoping for a miracle rather naively

For they don't exist

At least not for me they don't

That's the only lesson of my upbringing


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