There are ten days left until the first day of my freshman year,
And I am fearful.
Fearful of drowning under the thrashing waves,
For I have been taught to survive
but never to truly live.
I am tired of drowning
In a world
That never prepared me to swim.
I close the windows
Lock the doors
Turn off the lights
I don’t ever want to leave this room.
I am tired of drowning
In a world
That has never prepared me to swim.
One day,
you will feel pain so excruciating it becomes abstruse. You will feel numb, detached from the world, lost in a void of darkness.
You are not perfect, and that is okay.
Your best isn’t working yourself to a point where you have to sacrifice your mental health to succeed.
Someone cares about you.
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