Tag: low

• Hanging over the Edge

  

  My toes hang over the edge. Gripping. I’m not ready to fall, though I can feel it’s happening. Unsteady, wobbling, leaning forwards  into the depths. xxx I know you are ready to catch me. But I don’t know if you can handle the weight of my fall. The heaviness of the burden  as I land.…

  deloreswillow

  22nd Mar 2023

  Poem

  anger, cant catch me, darkness, delores willow, depression, depths, fall, family, feeling lost, giving up, hanging, hurt, jumping, life, low, struggling, suicide, untamed poet, waiting to jump, wobbling

• Salty Water

  

  It’s like being tossed around in the ocean. xxx One minute, breathing. Next minute, taking a huge gulp. xxx That salty water filling your lungs, so, the air can’t escape. xxx How do you get out? xxx How do you escape? xxx This fucking rolling constantly over and  over? xxx Feeling sick. The ever-growing nausea…

  deloreswillow

  16th Nov 2022

  Poem

  anxiety, breathe, emotions, falling, finality, letting go, life, low, lungs, ocean, poems, salty water, writing