Troubles

Troubles

A Poem by writingcrazy55555

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.

 

© 2012 writingcrazy55555


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

Posted 8 Years Ago


writingcrazy55555

8 Years Ago

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

Posted 8 Years Ago


writingcrazy55555

8 Years Ago

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


Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on July 13, 2012
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I am a writing crazy person (hence the name), for no other reason besides the fact that I love writing! I love to read too, and LOVE the Harry Potter series! I write whenever I have free time, and I a.. more..

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