Struggling to Perfection


My head’s under water.

I can’t breath.

My arms are paddling forcefully.

My legs are unceasingly kicking.

I am tired.

I am breathless.

My lungs are deflated.

But it feels like its going to burst.

My heart is slowly beating.

I am fighting my eventuality.

I am fighting death.

Suddenly, my body rises up.

My eyes looks up.

I see light.

I decided to stop and just stare at the light.

My tears slowly flowed.

Drops started to merge with the salt water.

I am sobbing.


I realised,

The more I struggle,

The more I will drown.

So I just let it be.

I can see other beings

Drowning beside me too.

They are fighting it.

Human tendency.

There’s water in my throat.

I can’t tell them off.

They are dying.

But they don’t care.

They are suicidal.

I can’t be.

I do not anymore care

If I am


About Miss_Pia

Neurotic Health-care Professional who enjoys sleeping, running, reading, introspecting, pole art and exploring new things and sometimes, places!
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