I shouldn't have gone scuba diving

THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.

I made a big mistake when I decided to scuba dive.

I'm caught on some rocks and I may not survive.

It was very foolish of me to risk my neck.

I was looking for a treasure from a shipwreck.

This may be the end, I have very little air.

I'm too young to die, this isn't fair.

I can see my entire life flashing before my eyes.

How will my family cope with my horrible demise?

I only have about two minutes of air left.

I'm struggling as hard as I can to free myself.

I just freed myself an I'm heading to the surface.

I came pretty damn close to biting the dust.

Thank God that I was able to save my skin.

I swear that I'll never go scuba diving again.

Reviews

[Odysseus Wanders]

Love it. I'm with you. Never again. I'm not a critic, I just like what I like. So i can make no comments on its structure or form. Well done.

[Lydia Shutter]

Hell, after reading your account of scuba diving, I will never try it to begin with! Amazing things go through a person's mind when they think it might be the end. This was well written with great rhythm and rhyme. I liked it. Lydi**