The breaths in my throat,
Are stuck like waves lapping at
The sides of a boat,
Willing to be pushed out to shore,
My heart has been stopping,
Then racing,
Like ores on the surface,
Determined to win a race.
My mind,
Has been the *******
That tangles and kills sea life
And poisons swimmers.
I have become lost,
In theses vast seas,
Just thinking of the amount,
I haven’t explored,
Gives me
So much
A N X I E T Y