Life Boat

Things are getting somehow harder each day,

Everyday seems to have a lesson of its own;

I guess its people and their tantrums and their tortures,

Barely can find a reason to keep moving on.

Life has come to a sudden standstill,

Where you don’t feel like waking up;

The reasons to live are falling by a great number,

Doesn’t matter half full or empty, it’s just a cup!

Don’t know if this is the reality,

Or a dream I’m trying to wake up from;

All I know is it feels like drowning,

Except there’s no water and nothing feels like home.

Just laying here trying to count my breath,

Hoping the next one would be the last;

But when I take another it’s almost disappointing,

Why is the world suddenly moving so fast?

I look at the ceiling and it seems to be moving,

I look at the floor slipping beneath my feet;

Even these words don’t seem to be making any sense,

As if life has taken a back seat.

“You need to get help”, say some of them,

“Try distracting yourself”, say some others;

But they barely seem to have an idea of what’s happening,

And I don’t seem to have the energy to explain farther.

Somedays during attempts of trying to cheer myself,

I end up bursting in tears;

Sometimes its about not giving up,

Others days it’s the loved ones, I fear.

But this all is really getting on my nerves now,

Almost losing the zeal to survive;

Wish there was a way to end this somehow,

Either this feeling or this life…

– by Tanya Rana