Drowning Poem by Reshad Scott

Drowning



I hold my breath
And I visualize myself drowning.
The face of anguish
As I try to gasp for a breath of air.

My throat and chest burn
As I inhale, but nothing goes through.
Infiltrating my lungs
As the carbon dioxide seeps too.

I look up to the sky
Seeking for help, but
Nothing's there.
I guess it's easy to say, that life sure isn't fair.

I exhale
And all the water rushes throughout my lungs,
Then I finally open my eyes in tears
Realizing that Drowning is not fun.

Thursday, April 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,wake up
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nika Mcguin 26 April 2018

A frightening read! Drowning is not fun - that's surely an understatement! Still I must say you are very adept at capturing the trauma of such an event. Well penned! ~

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Reshad Scott

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Boston, Massachusetts
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