The cruel salt air blinds
As we tread on our littered paths
Screaming minds
Inaudible
Silenced by the howling winds
of painful reminders
causing so many to plummet into early graves
Voices whispering not good enough not good enough
Our states more than rough
Voices whispering Why aren’t we more tough
We slowly agonizingly becoming slaves of our own expectations
Every day frustrations
Pour into the sea we are already drowning in
Thunder pounding disappointments
The lightings of anxiety piercing our hearts
Screaming minds
Silenced by the crashing waves
Waves of trial grief, and sorrow slamming into our bodies
causing us to ram towards the rocky sea floor
We are drowning in this sea
Of unknowns, doubt, uncertainty,and worry
Our struggles coil around our feet like a snake and we are anchored down.
Our arms flail as we struggle
We kick fiercely
Desperate to be free
Longing for glee
Glee not reduced to a mere detour
Hearts longing to soar
Yet…
We only seem to succeed in swallowing the bitter saltiness of reality
In painful gulps
And becoming exhausted.
Everything hurts and eventually, we give in
FIghting against the anchor is useless
FIghting against the monstrous waves are useless
Fighting against the sea is useless
We stop,
stop trying
There is no use
We breakdown
And we drown.
Little dare to search this sea we constantly battle in
Some of the ones drowning refuse to be found
We are bound to the shame
Because dare us to admit any issue with our mental health
We are cast to into the flames
Just a simple saying as
“I’m working on my mental wellness is frowned upon”
So little can offer help
And even smaller can receive aid
The help they so desperately needed
Even if all it needed to be was a hand to hold
Or a sign they aren’t alone
Someone to trust
So we don’t fade
into dust
Yet still destitute we remain
in any solutions regarding our mental health