Breathe

I can't breathe anymore.

I'm drowning.

How did I end up here?

I am just failing,

my inner self is cracking.

Nothing is important anymore:

my hopes

my dreams

nothing.

Nothing is worth it anymore.

Just aim for success, they said.

Suceed and you'll go anywhere.

But I'm failing.

Failing, failing, failing, failing, failing

failing.

Why do I need to be here?

I am not needed.

I am not inteligent.

I am not strong.

I am broken.

Broken, broken, broken, broken, broken

broken.

I can't stop crying,

I am shaking.

I cannot see.

I cannot breathe.

I cannot feel anymore.

What's the point of flying

if your wings are already gone?

This poem is about: 
Me

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