A friend of mine is having a really hard time right now. We've all been there. I wrote this poem for her.
I'm flailing, sinking, barely staying afloat.
The vortex is sucking, twisting, capsizing my boat.
Blackness consuming, threatening to block out the light.
It's crushing, suffocation, stealing my might.
They keep piling on, things I can't control.
Trying, fighting to steal my soul.
I hang on to the thread that keeps me here.
And rage against the darkness that holds my fear.
One step at a time toward the light I go.
Pushing, pulling, slowly I know.
After the darkness the light is so bright.
I will no longer be, afraid of the night.