Published by - The Write Launch

Splashing on the surface
children giggle in bliss
as the sun glistens with clarity.

A place I used to swim.

But a glass gate bursts open beneath me,
sucking me underneath and locking shut.

I pound my fists with tears invisible in the water.

My body desperately aches:
To reach the surface again,
To live in naivety,
And to dispel the pain.

I surrender after years of desperation.
A stillness washes over me as I peer upward in awe.
A view from a different angle appears.

I swim here now.

In the depths of sorrow.
In the heights of happiness.