My Nightmare
The darkness comes and swallows me whole
I grab on to the sides
but this weight around my ankles just pulls me down deeper
the light at the top becomes dimmer
I hear this echo in my head
My best friend becomes my worst enemy
I dig my nails in on the side to stop the slide down
it does not help
I see people smile and talk to me but just their lips move
I hear nothing
I scream but nobody hears a sound
I have this nauseous feeling in my stomach
I am afraid of something that does not exists
suddenly tears run from my eyes
I don't know why
its so hard to breath
I look in the mirror and there is no reflection
I can't walk
I can't sleep
I can't wake
everything I do easy, seems to be enormous
How do I make it through this day?
How do I make it through another night?
The nauseous feeling has become more painful
Today is the day I stop this, but how?
I can't even lift my arms.
It's my worst nightmare coming to life...
Depression
Copyright © Gert Wewege | Year Posted 2016
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