Kennedy Rose

I'm screaming underwater 

I'm running out of air

the water is rushing to fill the new emptiness 

I begin to drown, gasping for air.

I see nothing but bubbles

then everything is gone

all I see is blue.

My lungs are filled with questions

How long can you hold your breath?

When will I reach the surface?

When can I breathe again?

I'm weightless and intimdiated 

I'm Frustrated.


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  • b-LAH-que

    This paints a very intense image and conveys a very relatable feeling, at least for me. Good job on your first post, keep writing!

  • LeashaBear56

    I love the phrase " My lungs are filled with questions" it is beautifully put and quite genius. You did a really good job on this

  • yo_hommiecee

    I like this poem, it’s short but yet, it paints a big picture.

  • Shadowbox15

    An interesting perspective on frustration! I love the use of the word drowning; it demonstrates exactly how overwhelmed and frustrated the mood is. Keep up the good work.

  • Esala

    A lovely take on the weight of frustration captured beautifully with the use of drowning. Beautiful poem well done!

  • Clarita

    An interesting approach towards describing frustration, very creative. Thank you for sharing.

  • AlinaVanderson

    very descriptive and moving

  • ShannonXx

    Love this! A great picture created from the words!

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