Why
Why
Why
Is life
So hard?
Why can't I take it?
How is everyone else swimming
When I can barely stay afloat?
Why am I not strong enough?
Why can't I handle it?
Everyone else can.
So, I
Hide in the depths,
Sink to the bottom.
Bury the imperfections
Ashamed,
Horrified,
That this is who I am.
This
Broken
Lost
Lonely
Girl.
Slave to my thoughts –
A husk of a person –
Still alive but
Barely breathing,
Barely coping,
Barely afloat.
And
No one
No one
No one
Can
Know.