I'm drowningI

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I'm drowningI

I'm drowning
In the abyss that is my feelings.
My stomach is tied in knots
As I think.
My heart will grow cold
As my soul is soon sold,
And I'll be a different person forever.

But if I refuse,
I'm sure that I'll lose,
Their voice like a noose,
Holding me down,
Making me drown,
And then I'll be back to the start.

Again, if I refuse,
They'll untie my shoes,
And watch as I trip,
Watch the tears drip,
Into a whirlpool of feelings,
That'll drown me, now seething,
And then I'll be back at the start. 

submitted by Lucy B., age 12, California
(May 10, 2017 - 10:06 pm)

I watch as you drown,

And desperately try,

To pull you back out.

Of that gaping abyss.

 

I feel your pain,

As is it were my own.

And try oh so hard,

To help you feel

Some of my happiness.

 

Are you okay?

I ask, as you sit all alone.

As you cry,

And you cry,

And nobody notices, nobody cares.

Well my name is Nobody and I'm here for you,

Through hardship, and sadness,

And happiness too.

 

So you're not alone,

And never will be.

I won't let you drown,

Just hold on.

For me. 

submitted by Epic Fangirl
(May 10, 2017 - 10:41 pm)

Then my noose loosens,
Well, here are some solutions.
This makes me feel more human.
The more people here,
The less I will fear,
Since some have problems like I.

And then I will smile,
And stay like that awhile,
Since the nightmares are sleeping again,
Wishing they couldn't complain,
And maybe they're on their own as well.

So I reach out my hand,
And grab onto land,
Another drowning person,
This one someone I knew.

Miya, are you having problems too?

She looks me in
My blue-framed eyes,
Her own brown eyes
meeting mine,
She nods once, then glanes at an incline,

This secures me a yes. 

submitted by Lucy B., age 12, California
(May 11, 2017 - 12:09 am)

Tears pour from her eyes,

As I reach out my hand,

She takes it gratefully, 

We need each other.

Alone with our feelings.

Drowning in a pool of feelings.

We need each other to stay on the surface.

But the rain pours down from the sky, to the pool of growing emotions,

Turning it into a rushing river.

But we both know.

Someday the stormclouds will pass. 

submitted by LilyPad
(May 11, 2017 - 11:41 pm)

The rain is pouring,
Our minds warring,
And then I sense,
Through fog that is dense, 
That there is one more person here.

More than one?  Two?
Another, a few?
Now I know there's something new.
Thunder crackles,
Iron shackles,
More anger, it seems, than fear.

We're trapped in a mind
Of anger and grime,
And we've only got each other.
And though they refuse,
They can't risk abuse,
And it's no use if you know you're alone.

But I know I'm not,
As the cold rain grows hot,
But turns into ice at our feet.
And if the ice starts to crack,
We'll have to attack,
With all the feelings we seal inside. 

submitted by Lucy B., age 12, California
(May 12, 2017 - 11:01 am)

I see this pain

I see this struggle

This hopeless plain

A silenced bugle

I listen for noise

I look for light

In a swirling void

A starless night

I see your pain

Please don't struggle

We'll rise again

We'll help each other

This world is a place

Where love is withheld

My love is free

It's unparalleled

I gift my love

I grant my laughter

Although inside

I'm a storm of disaster

But every day

I don my mask

I grin for my parents

No reason to ask

Are you all right?

D'you sleep at night?

Because somehow

Because someway

You help me find

The strength to say

I'll play this game

Another day

submitted by Kestrel
(May 12, 2017 - 7:08 pm)

My life is broken,
Falling apart,
Yet I continue this charade.

Through all this commotion,
A grand, swinging motion,
I still lie to the world,
My feelings swirled
With this melancholy masquerade.

I pretend to be perfect,
To keep up this secret,
While inside,
In the sad spot in my mind
I'm falling apart.

Then my fingers hit the keys,
And then I can be free.
I can tell my real, true feelings,
Without anyone reeling.

I can get the right to say,
The thing that really breaks my day,
And the thing
That takes my tears away

That's why I love Cricket,
That's why I love you,
That's why I can tell you,
That's why I'm true. 

submitted by Lucy B., age 12, California
(May 14, 2017 - 1:01 am)