THE WELL

This poem describes the loneliness one feels when one is depressed and suffering from the pressures and stress of life. A person looks for hope but only hears the voices of one’s mind responding back to one’s cries for help. This person succumbs to the suffering and is drowned in the weight of the world.

“The Well” 

Cold and damp and dark and gritty,

The smell of the country

I’m far from the city.

Looking upward, I see the sky.

Dark and dismal, so cloudy, so high,

“Hello,” just echoes over and over.

“Can anyone hear me?” hear me? “Come over.”

Standing in water waist deep high,

Now, yelling and screaming and starting to cry.

I hear noises. 

Shhhh! Shhhh! Shhhh! Shhhh!

Sounds that tell me to quiet down.

I think I touched something

With my foot on the ground.

More sounds. More noises.

“Help me!” Help me! “Help me!”

“Please.” Please.

I just keep hearing more and more of me.

Something is grabbing at my leg,

Pulling at my arms,

More Shhhh! Shhhh! Shhhh! Shhhh!

“Help me, please.” Please. Please.

Under the water I go,

Unable to breathe or see in the dark,

Fighting back is all I know.

More pulling! More grabbing! I’m down under!

I think Help me, Help me, Help me, please.

The waters go silent

There’s no sign of me.

Written on September 24, 2018

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