'm lost beneath the surface of my mind
A sea of struggles, waves that never unwind
Each worry a weight that pulls me down
A riptide of fears that spins me around
I try to kick, to swim back up to air
But every stroke sinks me deeper, without a care
The water's dark, a heavy, crushing sea
No lifeline near, no rescue to be
In this abyss, I'm lost, alone, and worn
Drowning in troubles, forever torn
Between the desire to rise, to breathe and live
And the undertow, that pulls me down to give
But what's the use? I'm a burden, a weight
A waste of space, a wasted birth, a fate
Every step I take, a misstep I make
Every word I speak, a mistake I create
I'm a storm that rages, destructive and wild
Leaving scars, where love once smiled
I'm a poison that spreads, a toxin so vile
Better left alone, in this lonely exile
In the mirror, a stranger I see
A reflection of flaws, insecurity
A master of mess, a king of strife
A soul lost in darkness, devoid of life
Down, down I sink, into the darkest night
Where shadows whisper, "You won't make it right"
The current's strong, a merciless tide
Sweeping me under, where I'll reside
Yet still I struggle, flailing, weak
A dying spark within, a final shriek
I reach for the surface, one last time
But the waves close over, a suffocating crime
In solitude, I search for refuge and peace
A place to hide from the world's release
From expectations, from judgments, from pain
From the weight of my name
But know this, in the depths of my soul
A spark remains, a glimmer of control
A voice whispers, "You are not alone"
A heartbeat echoes, "You are still home"
The broken butterfly