08-14-08
I fell into the sea.
Darkness surrounds me.
And with all my might,
I try not to fight,
this untimeley death.
I thought it would be best.
The water's getting colder,
I guess it's finally over.
I think a final thought,
of how it's all your fault.
Then I glimpse a light,
and it's so very bright!
The light is calling me.
I guess I'm finally free!
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Scatter-brained
It sounds like you wrote it just to write it. There's no real clear story. It sounds like you got thrown overboard, and swam to the surface. As for being dark, it doesn't end dark. There is no death, and I fail to see much angst. Learn your genres. This also sounds very rushed. Your words are meek.
Alex92
August 16
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