“Hold on! Hold on!”

“Stay with me; please stay with me!”

“I’m here; hold on to me.”

This is my daily prayer to myself.

Shaking, crying, and heavy breathing.

That’s all me, holding onto myself,

since no one seems to understand the

crippling cloud encircling my heart.

A happy soul is all they see

but that depressed soul drowning

in the ocean is hidden

from them.

Still trying to resurge from

the profound ocean;

counting, taking deep breaths,

refraining from drowning.

Here I am again, smiling

as if I wasn’t a

submersed diver a few moments ago

yet I’m drowning in the ocean of depression.