Troubles

I am pulled farther

and farther

down.

I can barely

see above the

surface.

Trouble himself

is pulling at my

ankles.

I try to pull myself up,

to break free,

but Trouble

holds on tighter

and pulls me

deeper.

Now it's just my eyes,

peering out

at the surface,

my deep blue eyes,

taking in the world

for

the

last

time.

Trouble dislikes his

progress,

and begins

to pull me

down

faster.

My eyes

soon go under,

and before

I know it,

I am submerged.

Trouble keeps

his iron grip

until

I

suffocate.

 

Reviews

[Patsy Star]

I really like the imagery here associated with Trouble (and the capital T). Great poem, powerful

[writingcrazy55555]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)

[Jordan Easley]

I think I liked the structured of the poem the best. Each line is short and fast. The whole poem leads down, which ties into the idea of sinking into trouble. I liked it :)

[writingcrazy55555]

Yes I wanted to create a sense of sinking down. Thanks for noticing and I'm glad you liked it!

[writingcrazy55555]

This poem was written to represent troubles, and how they are pulling you down, and you can't escape from them. They are too overbearing, and you cannot break free from their "iron grip."