Depression and Fidelity


A screeching chaos surrounds us as our plane falls from the sky.
I can't hear anything except your mournful cries,
I can't see beyond the terror of your face
until the oxygen slips from it's quiet home
and I slip it over your nose and mouth.
I feel you breathe an impossibly deep breath.

Our survival is far from secure
as the plane rips apart in the ocean.
I clamber over the wreckage to locate it,
yanking at every piece of rubber and fabric
until I find the bright yellow vests,
I clumsily inflate one over your exhausted body
just as I was carelessly trained to do. 

We lose and regain hope with each toss of the waves,
you are my priority now. 
I can't keep the sharks of your soul from circling below,
but I will keep you afloat to give you a fighting chance.

The rescue boat is distant at first, it feels miles away. 
I will push, pull, and drag you as best I can.
You need to see it too, if you can't all could be lost.
You need to kick your feet, If you won't, all is lost.

Safely on board, we slide into comfort and rumination.
The light of the sun feels warmer and brighter now
because of the darkness that enveloped us.
We are vitalized,
someday we may understand the key to unlocking human vitality
is to lose it once in a while.
It's too soon for all that now.

If that darkness gently ensnares us again, 
we will remember our times solemnly adrift
and strain to feel the warmth of the light that is waiting for us just beyond the next wave.

Side by side, you will never sink alone. 

  • Author: PACollin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 14th, 2018 14:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: Depression recently hit our home like a sledgehammer. This poem is my attempt to describe physically the internal struggle. Each section represents a different moment. Thank you for reading.
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  • willyweed

    quite the yarn you spin. write on ww

    • PACollin

      Thank you, mostly pushed by emotion. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Thanks for stopping by

    • LisaZ

      I love this.

      • PACollin

        Thank you.

      • smallest_stars

        At first I thought it was a literal story about a plane crash, but got to the "keep the sharks of your soul from circling below" part and realized it wasn't.

        I love the imagery of it all and what a powerful poem. Awesome job.

        • PACollin

          Thank you for reading it and for your kind words. I'm glad you uncovered, and hopefully enjoyed, the symbolism.

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