No-One In Particular Poem by Irma Goo

I'm drowning she said to her brother
My soul is pounding she said to her mother

I'm suffocating she said to her sister
Fog growing thicker
Enveloping me
Why is it so hard
To just breathe

To just exist
Washing dishes in the sink
Knives, spoons, a plate
Hear the water and the clink
Wishing that my slate
Was empty and true
Seeking to renew
My old mood
The one of excitement
And laughter
Of strength and joy

I used to be a sea of tranquility
Now in that same sea, i'm dying
Look in my pools and see the sadness in me
I'm no longer content with crying
I want to break free, swim through
But how? When?
Please, god
Give me a clue