Trapped
in an air pocket,
coherence afloat in toxicity.
Tolerate.
Expand,
don’t burst.
Fragile
but fertile.
Seeds of doubt grow
fears
like towering redwood.
Fly or float.
Hover between
ascents to oxygen debt
and drops to pressurized depths.
Evade
jagged edges
tumultuous waters.
Sip shallow breaths.
Revive the senses
to find
a mooring.
Shelter in place
until
storms abate.
There are so many folks who face private, cyclical battles due to mental health struggles. I am one of them. Trapped in an Air Pocket is my perspective.
Trapped in an Air Pocket 