Sinking Me
I begin the day
By wishing to go back to sleep again;
I sink,
Down and down,
As bubbles pour from my mouth
And float to the surface,
And I watch emotionlessly
As I drown in the depths
Of my sorrows
With no way out.
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writers_gonna_write
I have been writing poetry for 5 years now and I have a collection of over 600 original poems I've made. I submitted a poem to Appelley Publishing and was published in the 2018 addition of their poetry book. I love to read and write, and I have a cat and a hamster.
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