depression · mental health · poetry

Drowning

An anchor to your heart,

Forever dragging you down.

Clinging on so tightly,

I’m scared you might drown.

Though I fear you may leave,

I must loosen my grip.

You start to let go,

As the chains on you slip.

Floating to the surface,

You breathe a breath of relief.

And though I feel a little lighter,

I’m still left deep down beneath.

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