shallow water

 

I try to take a breath

As my lungs fill up with shame

I’m drowning in my own sorrow

I’m dying of my own pain

 

The shallow water grows deeper

So deep that I can’t touch

My fingers start to slip

And I’m swept away in a rush

 

No one can hear me struggle

No one can see me sink

I’m dying here now

As the water turns pink

Reviews

[Shannon Carinne Sparks]

Quite a peaceful drowning. It seems full of acceptance. I like the phrasing, and the flow of this piece; it is like the water itself.