[Poetry] “May, Perhaps, Possibly”

She is drowning.

In the fear that this darkness

may, perhaps, possibly

never get ceased.

Too many words of doubt

Hard to expound.

Perhaps, she is tired of explaining it

to the world, to herself.

Exhausted by trying to explain.

May, perhaps, possibly,

her mind getting seized.

Too many words of doubt.

Hard to expound.

The if and but, the what and why.

Sometimes, she wants to let go,

Let herself fall at the pace of fate.

But she panics, if she could ever get back up,

out from the depths;

breathe in the fresh air over the surface.

May, perhaps, possibly,

the worries be sized.

Too many words of doubt.

Hard to expound.