The darkling water vortexed down
To drag me to the sea’s abyssal plain –
I fear, so certain I will drown,
That every person is my family’s bane.
No sparkling stars leaven the night
Engulfing me as others’ problems fill
My vision, obfuscate my sight
And sap my warmth, enwrap me with a chill.
A life of pressure, bringing stress
That crushes, pulverizes every joy –
A nightmare, I can feel it press
My chest – I’m certain it will soon destroy
With strife my crafted healthy flows.
I only want a simple life where I
Enjoy my family as it grows
Strong feathered wings so each of us can fly.