Drowning (The Water)

I’m drowning,
In the memories of horrific deeds I've done,
And I can’t swim up to the surface,
Why must I be haunted by memories of the past,
When I could be looking towards my future,
I want to let it go,
And live my life the way I should,
But I can’t seem to let the emotions fly away,
Sometimes I get a whiff of the air,
Up above the cool, freezing water,
But then something dark,
Dangerous,
And mysterious grabs my leg,
Pulls me down deeper,
I keep drowning,
One day I may run out of air,
And die there,
Right there,
In the water,
Because of all the memories,
Because of the past,
My past that I wish I could rewrite,
But I know my life isn't just a piece of work,
That I can stop writing,
And give myself the happy ending,
I know that I have to work on it,
Just like I have to work on writing,
But life is a much harder piece,
You never know what might come your way,
Or what it might throw at you,
Sometimes you just have to pull threw,
And go against the current,
To get yourself up,
And out of the water

Author's Note

Made this at my friend's house as a spur. How'd you like it? Leave suggestions and tips for my writing. Thanks!

Reviews

[Phillitup]

I believe you mean through as in to go through and not I threw the frisbee

[Savior of Time]

thanks