i'm drowning
in a deep bottomless
sea
and struggling to get my head
back
up above the cool, glistening
water.
the more i think
about it
the more likely i might just
stay a while.
take in the beautiful blue green
while the water fills my
lungs.
save me.
i won't do it by
myself.
YOU ARE READING
sweaty palms; poetry
Poetryhere we are, i'm publishing some writing every once in a while. enjoy my thoughts, feelings, and emotions put into words. (most poetry intended to be spoken.)
