No one likes the sad girl. They want the happy girl to come back.
I am drowning. Drowning in all of my responsibilities, sadness, pain, along with my hopes and dreams. Swimming towards the dock, but being grabbed by some unknown forces, deep at the bottom of the lake. The weight of the water is sometimes too much to bear. I can gasp at the top of the water for a second, but then I am violently yanked under. Sometimes it seems easier to stay under.
I dream of floating aimlessly, camly again. How can I ever do that, if I can't reach the top of the water and take a full breathe of air.
Dear God, can you please throw me a life vest?
I am drowning. Drowning in all of my responsibilities, sadness, pain, along with my hopes and dreams. Swimming towards the dock, but being grabbed by some unknown forces, deep at the bottom of the lake. The weight of the water is sometimes too much to bear. I can gasp at the top of the water for a second, but then I am violently yanked under. Sometimes it seems easier to stay under.
I dream of floating aimlessly, camly again. How can I ever do that, if I can't reach the top of the water and take a full breathe of air.
Dear God, can you please throw me a life vest?
This is where I am today. Tomorrow will be another day and I know, I know, I know, that it will be another chance to see things differently. But today, I am here, where you were in April.
ReplyDeleteYes...April was probably my roughest month so far!!!
ReplyDeleteI think He threw me the vest. But I don't know how long I will have it!