A Poem


(Photo by Viktor Jakovlev on Unsplash)

Down in the deepest depths

of an ominous ocean

I find myself sinking down,

drowning in a dark depression.

Cool water fills my lungs,

I breathe in desperately,

my arms flailing hopelessly-

but what for?

I’m told the sky above these waves is blue,

yet down here at the bottom, it is dark.

There is no light for me to swim to,

just a creature waiting to rip out my heart.

Teeth sharp as razor blades

tear my mortal flesh,

blood escapes my veins

painting waters red.

Pain is all I feel, and I pray for death,

Why can’t I ever escape my own head?



Ashley Lorraine Bridges

Poet. Optimist. Writing to recover.