Asking for help
is like struggling
when you’re drowning;
it isn’t a sign of weakness,
but the desire
to keep living
Don’t drown:
ask for help
in your surroundings.
Because people won’t
watch you drown
when you’re struggling;
they’ll run to help you
out of the pond
you’re drowning in.
Because if you don’t
try to live
so others don’t see you bleed
you will only make them
hurt more
when you fall
under the weight
of the storm.
This is not my best poem or the most beautiful one. But I feel like sometimes you have to push beauty aside when you have something to say.