Quarantine Poetry
Three months into quarantine, there were about two days were I felt like I was being swallowed by sadness. I couldn’t pin down exactly what was making me feel so sad. Since I didn’t know what it was or how to fix it, I just let myself sit in it. I know that isn’t always the best idea, but I did it anyway. I sat there alone and let myself cry. With my fuzzy vision, I looked out my window and fell into a trance; I couldn’t take my eyes off of the sky. I sat and just let my thoughts roll through. It felt like I was having a conversation with myself in my head and then this poem was all I could think about. So, I wrote it down.
I stare out my window
At the blue gray clouds
As the sun sets below them
With a heaviness in my heart.
I feel weighed down.
It’s like I’m sinking into the ocean
Holding an anchor
That I can’t release
Despite how hard I’m trying.
So I just keep holding.
I keep sinking
And remind myself,
That just because I’m sinking now,
Doesn’t mean I’m going to drown.