to overcome

its that wave of emptiness that washes over you. turning you over and holding you under its powerful grasp. But its so meaningless, this wave. You should be able to defeat it, and stand up. you should be able to breath, you are strong. this wave can not hold you under, today you will not drown. And now its all over, the pressure, the pain. All that it took to hold your self up, and not break down into pieces. All the things you've done to overcome. your legs are tired of kicking. your lungs are fragile porcelain structures. your hands shake with adrenaline. and your heart...

your heart feels as if its carefully been removed from your chest and opened for the world to see. But you don't care. because this is it. this is life. and you've defeated it.