Deep Breaths

November 20, 2013
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I used to rely
on red murky seas
to define my strength.
No matter how many,
or how deep
I could hold my
breathe forever.
But then one canyon
ran too deep with red
and I realized that
I couldn't breathe anymore.
So, to this day I plant
flowers along those
because flowers won't
let me drown.

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skywriter13 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 2, 2014 at 2:48 am
This poem speaks of perseverance and triumph. The words are brave and powerful. The opening lines whisk me away into the tangled world of my previous darkness, and it doesn’t set me free until the end. As someone stated before, the rhythm of the poem is good and your ability to capture emotions, effortlessly should not go un-noticed. Love it!
live_luv_laugh_inspire said...
Dec. 24, 2013 at 5:23 pm
You have a really good rythm with this poem! 
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