all i did was fall on my knees.
the weight of everything
pushed me down
quiet at first,
then all at once.
the world around me
felt hollow,
like i couldn’t even breathe.
no one saw me drowning
on dry land.
no one noticed
the storm in my lungs.
i didn’t want to scream.
i wanted to cry
not for help,
just to let it out.
cry to the moon,
to the wind,
to the world that never answers.
i yelled,
but my voice came back
like a ghost
an echo too faint to hold.
and that’s when i realised:
i was yelling at the ocean,
expecting it to care.
but the ocean was empty.
just like everything else.
so i stayed there,
on my knees.
because sometimes,
that’s all you can do
when silence is the only one listening