Waves

The rip current pulls me under again.

Waves of doubt, fear, self-loathing and anxiety crash over my head

each one pounding more life out of me than the last.

Soon I'm just floating

lifeless

waiting for the water to flood my lungs

sapped of all will to swim to the surface.

Fighting is so exhausting

maybe it would be easier to let myself sink.

Breathe in, breathe out

as if that's such an easy thing to do

when you're already underwater.