Undertow
It's like a powerful undertow that pulls you down below,
till darkness swirls around you and there's no place you can go.
It fills your head with sadness and it buries any hope,
and soon you find that sleeping is the only way to cope.
You wake up every morning with that same dark inner dread,
which leaves you feeling broken so you cannot leave your bed.
And other days you feel so low that all you do is cry,
and when it hits you rarely ever know the reason why.
It feeds upon your energy and slowly drains your soul,
and pretty soon it makes you feel that you're no longer whole.
You cannot cope with simple things like getting up to dress,
and even your surroundings start to look an awful mess.
You slowly start withdrawing from your family and friends,
which just compounds the problem like a loop that never ends.
But there is always hope as you are stronger than you know.
Just seek the help you need and you will beat that undertow.
Copyright © Anne E Sangster - K | Year Posted 2019
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