All This Time
I’ve been here
screaming at the top of my lungs,
and no one looks up
I’ve been here,
drowning
and no one cares enough to save me
but not only am I drowning,
in the rough waters of life that seem to swirl through my lungs,
and only mean death.
I have been held under by the ignorance of the waters worth.
I should have shut my mouth when I was screaming.
I should have.
I could have.
I could have stood up to that ignorance.
But what was it worth when it struck
when I was at my weakest.
In the form of something that seemed innocent.
In the form of something that didn’t frighten me.
Unwilling pressure, holding me under.
Ignorance made me forget what I had.
I realize that now.
I hid myself from good.
I was blinded by the small predicaments of life.
I realize that.
I lift my head from the water
and defeat the ignorance, of the waters worth.