Overwhelmed Sea

*A poem about feeling overwhelmed by life. May be triggering for some readers*

I’m drowning

in a self-created sea.

Made of tasks, duties, and responsibilities.

I asked for this.

I thought I wanted more,

but I’m in over my head.

The water’s getting deeper,

and I’m too tired to tread.

I’m slowly slipping under-

anyone could see.

But instead of reaching out to help,

they all congratulate me;

“I don’t know how you it.”

“You’re so so good at swimming”

they say, while I fight to breathe.

In front of a crowd of supporters

I drown in my overwhelmed sea.

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