Breaking Away

I wake up from my slumber,

unable to breathe.

Life seems to have no meaning

in this instance.

Doing the same routine

for many years,

has finally taken its toll.

It begins with

rarely seeing those who

love me,

barricaded by meaningless tasks,

suppressing my purpose.

I am not happy,

not even content,

in fact I am miserable.

I've fallen into a monotonous cycle,

how I fell, I do not know.

But now I swim in order

to survive, trying to reach

the surface to break

away from my concealed hell.

I reach out from the icy pool,

taking the hand of a stranger,

a stranger who wants to take care of me.

Alas, the cycle is broken,

the curse lifted and now

to begin life again.