Hurt

Jake Asmah
1 min readJun 20, 2020

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Photo by Cristian Palmer on Unsplash

What is it?

Silence wraps itself around my neck.

Choking.

I can’t breathe.

Am I alone?

Where am I?

Where are you, God?

I fall

I rise

But….

As I reach for help the ocean fills my lungs,

The salt burns my pride, I cannot rise.

Will you not ask for help?

Cry out! Break out!

The surface beckons me…. but…but…

It terrifies me!

I must go through more pain

I am afraid of the light for it drives out the darkness,

But what next?

I fear I will be empty without the pain.

Oh, God!

Someone, Anyone! Help!

I can’t help myself!

A desperate cry rips through my salt-filled lungs,

I reach for the skies once again… but… I sink again.

Why?

Loneliness wraps itself around me like a cloak.

It warms me as it suffocates my lung.

They fills with water, and I close my eyes

Now, I sink further to the depths

Perhaps, one day I shall arise, but for now, the darkness fills my soul.

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