Drowning in Depression
Poem by Sara Marsano Bouchard
Do you know what drowning
Feels like? I do.
Everyday I can feel the current
Of people, and worries,
And the smallest
of tasks pull me down
Towards the rocky bed below.
The chatters of daily life flood
Into my ears, and the light
From the sun taunts
Me overhead. I plead, and I kick,
And I reach for surface.
For the overwhelming
Duties of life to let me go.
My chest screams out in pain
And all I want is to breathe
Again. The river
Tosses and twists
Me as plans fall
apart and tribulations pour
Around me. Help.
Just as the darkness
Of the deep
Greets me, and I face my fate
That this is surely the end,
I break through
The top of the water.
I will not die today.
For just a moment life settles
As the air fills my lungs.
For just a moment
I can see the serenity
Of my dreams
Along the river bank.
The current pulls me under again.