Life

Drowning myself in work,

Seemed like the only way to make my hellish life work,

Slowly and steadily, the pain eased,

Yet, there are moments when I feel my heart being squeezed,

I am me, yet not fully me,

I will never be free,

From the memories of the past,

Which were both beautiful and vast,

I found love and peace,

It was brutally brief,

Before I could grapple with what went down,

I felt myself going down,

Drowning in sorrow,

Hardly a person, completely hollow,

But the laughter of the boy who once lived,

Egged me on to live,

Perhaps it is his love,

From up above,

That has propelled me on,

The darkness quickly gave way to dawn,

I am still me,

With a range of emotions, as chaotic as the sea.