Falling. Poem by Stina Wallin

I'm falling, I'm trying to crab something or someone but nothing is there. No one is there.

I'm fighting against gravity and I'm losing. I'm fighting against my family and friends, against feelings that's trying to eat it's way out of me. I'm fighting life and I'm losing.

I hit the ground hard, losing my breath I'm desprately trying to scream for help in a room full of people. But no one can hear me, and no one care.

I'm trying so hard, every second, every day, every year.
why can't you see that?