Drowning Yet Reaching for Light
A Journey Through Panic, Struggle, and Hope
By Mirwais HashamiPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read

My head dips below the water,
While my arms and legs flail wildly.
No matter how I thrash or kick,
The surface remains out of reach.
Tiny bubbles slip from my lips,
Floating upward toward the sun,
Stealing my breath away
As dizziness clouds my mind.
I once sought your hand to guide me,
Both my lifeline and my anchor.
Now, when I reach, I find only
Empty space, cold and unyielding.
I descend further,
Panic lodged in my chest,
The darkness coils around me,
And I fear the harsh embrace of the bottom.
My vision blurs,
My lungs gasp for air,
My thoughts swirl in confusion,
Yet still, I fix my gaze on the light above.




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