A Little Longer
Gentle breeze running Across a vast scale of water
Twinkling drops
Everlasting faith in drowning
I plummet to the bottom of
The Earth's well
Tangled in too-tall seaweed
And sun's rays filter through
To my frail bones
And aching heart
Back up I go
Air is much lighter
Than death
And I float to the surface
Another twinkle on the face
Of a green hollow
I wish I could stay
Just a little longer
Just until my lungs begin to burn
And my muscles all let go
I want to be one
With the lake
And one with myself
Even if just for a little longer
This Poems Story
In writing "A Little Longer" I confide my solace in the water. Through my sixteen years of life I have struggled with depression and anxiety. I learned to swim at a young age and have always found peace in the water. I view water as a powerful force, like the ocean, since it is both vital to our survival and dangerous. I often sink as far as I can, relax, hold my breath. There is a great pleasure in being able to trust yourself, your body, enough to know you can relax in water. In the water I have the control. It's a place I can stay constant and away from my cycling emotions.
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