Foolish

by Veronica Ile   Feb 16, 2009


Is the water I'm in too deep? I wonder as it slowly creeps up on me,
it gets higher and higher,
i get deeper and deeper
without floats i cant stay up, i know I'm slowly drowning,
drowning in the water that surrounds my half empty world.
wheres the plug?? I need to pull the plug
a nimble piece of rubber, artificial substance is controlling my fate.
Why did i go in to this bubbling tub?
Why wont i leave?
Steaming carelessness evaporates off my skin
covering the the looking glass above me
...even my appearance is so unclear.
why do i choose to swim like the fishes when i was given legs?
Should i use them, or are they unwanted, useless just like me and my water filled room?
My room is nothing but air, cold,clear air,
more life exists in this bathtub.

I gasp.

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