Dark Water

A poem inspired by stories of hope I watch you struggle every day with different wars inside of you. It’s like you hope for a better life but that kind of life isn’t in your reach.

by Eliana Hermel content editor

You underestimate yourself.

You underestimate your ability to swim.

Because you are such a strong swimmer Even if you don’t know what you’re doing You keep going.

I cling to buoys while I wait for you. I yell, even scream for you, so you know that someone loves you.

Sometimes you listen, other times you try to cover your ears because love hurts you.

But sometimes you swim faster and reach for my arms you drag me into an embrace. And I squeeze you tighter because I’m making sure that you make it to the next buoy. //