Drowning


I am drowning
In a dark sea
I feel handicapped
I pick myself up
Just to fall again
I fail miserably
I scramble up
To be swallowed again

It seems like an endless journey
Journey amidst sea of surprises
No, not the pleasant ones
Journey in a dark tunnel
That never seems to end
There is no dearth of To-Dos
None in my control
None that I can change

I am exhausted
I need ray of hope
I desperately need it
I am dried off my positive spirit
Is life always full of riddles?
I solve one to open another
I am awed at their relentless spree
Untired unfazed they recur
One after another 
Tougher than before
Or am I just too tired
Have I lost my energy?


A shoulder to spare
A shoulder to cry upon
A shoulder to drain out 
An ear to listen to
A comforting hug 
An assurance word
I am there for you !
Is something I need
It can make a difference
It can help me brace up
It can breathe life to my spirits.

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