A poem by me

How is it to be in the shallow end and have your feet dragged to the deep , as i sink deeper and deeper I have hands reaching for me but I can’t seem to swim back up to be able to be pulled back up . I’m trying my hardest to swim back up to the surface but I have weights on my feet holding me down. When I will get the surface and be able to see the sun slowly going down , just seems things are just sinking . Untill it is to late I’ve already drowned