ships floating ocean water bathtub draining cthulu rises from the deep and destroys the boat and the wreckage sinks to the bottom of the sea never to be found kraken RELEASE IT ship boat rubber ducks
Janis
my ship is sinking, sinking fast. I dont know what to do. I hope i dont drown in this pool. i think someone would get in trouble if that happened. not to mention that i would be drownded. I cant swim. but i can float. dog gone it, i can float! i can float!
blank
The world is cold, you know? you think you know someone, and you think you love them. At first it’s beautiful, and then it just feels like your heart is sinking once it’s done.
Jasmine
the tree was sinking low into the ground. everyone around couldn’t figure out why? the reason is because her feelings were sinking in for you and you became frightened so you lowered yourself into the ground. People don’t think like this but as a writer i have to come to an agreement of skills that i enjoy using.
Chloe
drown water screen glide surface death ability disability danger break breakdown dangerous sink think glance blue green black marine underwater see see-off goodbye last least minimum
ann
I’m sinking like a stone in the sea. I’m burning like a bridge for your body. Bubbles all around. Light getting dimmer and dimmer, more and more weight pressing on my ribcage. I’m trapped! Trapped in my own unwillingness.
MollyMiller
sometimes I feel like I’m sinking. Sinking into bed, sinking into a chair, and most importantly sinking into myself. You would think that sinking into bed or into a chair would be a beautiful thing, yet sinking into yourself is when you can sink so deep you are never able to get back out. Sinking always ends up leading to drowning.
Devyn
There was a sinking feeling in my chest whenever I thought about going to college. The financial aid departments of all schools didn’t want to give me any money so i could go. My parents aren’t paying any money for me to go. But, weren’t they paid money every year they had me…by the state of mass because of my adoption? where did all that money go? How can i not be pissed off. The only way i can go to school is if I’m married or knocked up. and If i have to start paying rent, to stay where I am, I won’t be able to go to school.
I had a sinking feeling that she would remember me. I had this vague feeling that we had known each other in the past — did we date the same guy many years ago? Was she my neighbor when I was single? If she remembered me, would it be a good memory or a bad one? I wished I could get it straight in my head so I could be prepared.
Carol Bailey Floyd
and it isnt just you, it’s everybody that’s what they say it’s never just you, or just anybody but everybody’s moving, sinking, rising, laughing crying never saying still. I used to watch them moving around, driving in their cars and watching the world go by and the water run down the windows and the deep breaths that everybody takes before they go under. even if they have stones in their pockets they take that breath, because I guess it’s too difficult otherwise. Or human nature. Not sinking, not waving, perhaps not even drowning. Perhaps I am, perhaps we all are, or perhaps nobody is. Not sinking at all, just spinning in space.
Beth
“When the boat sinks, its only going to go one way.”
Everyone knew the captain was an idiot, he always said stupid, random stuff like this.
There was a collective groan from the entire crew. Everything was going to be fine.
I’m sinking help. The ships going down. And screw going down with it. I wanna float, swim, and survive. I’ve got whole beehive of kids back home and i need to bring them the honey that in my physical presence. Please let me live.
Michael
I am sinking drowning, no where to go no where to hide, reaching up trying to grab the extended branch, reaching hoping for someone to come along, hoping the someone will hear my cries because I am sinking drowning in my despair, sinking drowning with no one who cares
shaina
I found the duck sitting in the tub, the water level slowly going down. The duck stared at me, its eyes begging me to take it out of the surface. The drain was just large enough to carry the duck away on a new adventure. I sent the duck on its way and wished it farewell. Farewell, duck.
Mitch Tacy
a sinking feeling in the pit of my heart when we fight, when you walk away, when you stop holding me.. sinking as deep as the deepest point in the pacific ocean…
Dimpy Gandhi
sinking like a ship inmy relationship , in my life, if i dont achiive what i want to do in the time i have, i will sink, sink financially, sink spiritutally, sink in so many ways, but right now it feels like i am sinking in my relationship because its not getting better only worse. and t
sarah
As she stepped towards him, she sunk. Further and further, she sunk into him, them, together. Finally.
Her body was alive, every nerve sending signals. She was with him. Finally.
She allowed her body to sink into his. They were here, now, together. Finally.
ship
titianic
iceberg
me
world
water
cold
life
jack
screaming
freezing
sad
falling
flailing
god
jesus
THERE WAS ENOUGH ROOM ON THAT DOOR, ROSE!
Billy
I’m sinking in the whirpool of my sins, not able to get out. It’s a maelestrom i can’t undo, Charybidis made of my family, friends, and organizing. So much stuff I need to sort out, strings to cut and finish, so many things in my head I need to organize.
Organizing is the bane of me. Man, never can quite keep stuff organized.
Allison
i was sinking , into the pits of the ocean, away from that sunlight. the same sunlight that aloows me to live. live like a human. not anymore. i will never be a human agaiun. possibly a ghost. hopefully an angel. and if im lucky not a deamon.
celeena
I went to Higgins lake, like I do every summer, and a man got drunk and fell off a boat. He drowned that day. I could never imagine the feeling of falling underwater and just being, well, gone. I remember hearing the sirens and wondering what was wrong. It’s so surreal that that kind of thing could happen to anyone.
Once upon a time a boat was sinking in the water. One man survived. He got out of the water and then died. Somehow he died. Oh, I know how he died. He was eaten by a shark.
Seth
Girls, you got to stop! All that you are doing is not good for you. You are sinking in your own unachieveble dreams. Stop now, and do what you love.
Somedays I feel as if I’m sinking. I sink into this nothingness where I don’t exist, where nobody is, where I don’t feel anything. I sink, sink, sink until I hit the bottom and at the bottom is where true beauty is. Beauty resides in the darkest, saddest, most despondent places and people fail to see that.
I got that sinking feeling. The kind you get when someone pulls the plug on your life and you watch your dreams and ambitions fall down into the abyss. it’s not a nice feeling, but there’s always a way out, you know. always.
There’s a feeling of sinking one gets in their stomach when bad news are dropped unexpectedly. This feeling is described as such because its reminiscent of a stone dropped in a body of water.
Marie
that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach when as a mother i know that i cannot help one child with out breaking the trust of another child.
mom
A boat upon the water
floating for a while
but then it sinks
And nothings left
Behind it
And I smile.
kcmcgb
This is a horrible feeling and a word with a negative connotation. Boats on the ocean floor and humans with broken spirits. Never does one want to be sinking….,
Chip
Somedays I feel as if I’m sinking. I sink into this nothingness where I don’t exist, where nobody is, where I don’t feel anything. I sink, sink, sink until I hit the bottom and at the bottom is where true beauty is. Beauty resides in the darkest, saddest, most despondent places and people fail to see that.
Charlie Giraud
The little boat chugged
it carried my heart
aboard the ship
my small heart was kept
until one day
a cloudy day
the sky got mad
and the clouds they fought
til they were black and grey
my heart was lost
in the battle, unnoticed
into the water
sinking
beating its very last beat
I have this sinking feeling about the red blinking voicemail indicator light. ‘Who left the message,’ I wonder. My sweaty palms stick to my coffee cup as I try to lift it to the dry lips of my already over-caffeinated body. It gets this way at work. Sometimes. Not always.
That sinking feeling you get like when the tub drains is similar to feeling like you have no place to go. Like you’re just floating out in the middle of the ocean away from any dock or pier and you have no place to call home. It’s like you were once safe and now you’re uncertain as to where you may land.
Patrick Sirois
the sort of feeling ive grown to love. My job is just to make sure that im always sinking in the same thing. What am i sinking in?
mr584903
into a fog of numb lethargy. Too many things demanding my attention, over stimulation making all my systems shut down in protest. Swamped, over my head and drowning..drifting down, into a kind of open eyed but sightless coma
georgie
Sinking into the muddy world of unemployment. I can’t move some days…. I am finding it hard to breathe other days. When will the sun come out and dry this dirty situation up?
I feel like I am sinking, sinking, sinking. To the bottom of a deep blue ocean. It’s calm down there. Extremely quiet. Not quite safe, but secluded. Which is fine.Anything is better than that prison for the mind up there. I welcome any time to think.
Eben
the sot of feeling ivegrown to love. My job is just make sure im sinking in the same thing.what am i sinking in?
ships floating ocean water bathtub draining cthulu rises from the deep and destroys the boat and the wreckage sinks to the bottom of the sea never to be found kraken RELEASE IT ship boat rubber ducks
my ship is sinking, sinking fast. I dont know what to do. I hope i dont drown in this pool. i think someone would get in trouble if that happened. not to mention that i would be drownded. I cant swim. but i can float. dog gone it, i can float! i can float!
The world is cold, you know? you think you know someone, and you think you love them. At first it’s beautiful, and then it just feels like your heart is sinking once it’s done.
the tree was sinking low into the ground. everyone around couldn’t figure out why? the reason is because her feelings were sinking in for you and you became frightened so you lowered yourself into the ground. People don’t think like this but as a writer i have to come to an agreement of skills that i enjoy using.
drown water screen glide surface death ability disability danger break breakdown dangerous sink think glance blue green black marine underwater see see-off goodbye last least minimum
I’m sinking like a stone in the sea. I’m burning like a bridge for your body. Bubbles all around. Light getting dimmer and dimmer, more and more weight pressing on my ribcage. I’m trapped! Trapped in my own unwillingness.
sometimes I feel like I’m sinking. Sinking into bed, sinking into a chair, and most importantly sinking into myself. You would think that sinking into bed or into a chair would be a beautiful thing, yet sinking into yourself is when you can sink so deep you are never able to get back out. Sinking always ends up leading to drowning.
There was a sinking feeling in my chest whenever I thought about going to college. The financial aid departments of all schools didn’t want to give me any money so i could go. My parents aren’t paying any money for me to go. But, weren’t they paid money every year they had me…by the state of mass because of my adoption? where did all that money go? How can i not be pissed off. The only way i can go to school is if I’m married or knocked up. and If i have to start paying rent, to stay where I am, I won’t be able to go to school.
I had a sinking feeling that she would remember me. I had this vague feeling that we had known each other in the past — did we date the same guy many years ago? Was she my neighbor when I was single? If she remembered me, would it be a good memory or a bad one? I wished I could get it straight in my head so I could be prepared.
and it isnt just you, it’s everybody that’s what they say it’s never just you, or just anybody but everybody’s moving, sinking, rising, laughing crying never saying still. I used to watch them moving around, driving in their cars and watching the world go by and the water run down the windows and the deep breaths that everybody takes before they go under. even if they have stones in their pockets they take that breath, because I guess it’s too difficult otherwise. Or human nature. Not sinking, not waving, perhaps not even drowning. Perhaps I am, perhaps we all are, or perhaps nobody is. Not sinking at all, just spinning in space.
“When the boat sinks, its only going to go one way.”
Everyone knew the captain was an idiot, he always said stupid, random stuff like this.
There was a collective groan from the entire crew. Everything was going to be fine.
The
I’m sinking help. The ships going down. And screw going down with it. I wanna float, swim, and survive. I’ve got whole beehive of kids back home and i need to bring them the honey that in my physical presence. Please let me live.
I am sinking drowning, no where to go no where to hide, reaching up trying to grab the extended branch, reaching hoping for someone to come along, hoping the someone will hear my cries because I am sinking drowning in my despair, sinking drowning with no one who cares
I found the duck sitting in the tub, the water level slowly going down. The duck stared at me, its eyes begging me to take it out of the surface. The drain was just large enough to carry the duck away on a new adventure. I sent the duck on its way and wished it farewell. Farewell, duck.
a sinking feeling in the pit of my heart when we fight, when you walk away, when you stop holding me.. sinking as deep as the deepest point in the pacific ocean…
sinking like a ship inmy relationship , in my life, if i dont achiive what i want to do in the time i have, i will sink, sink financially, sink spiritutally, sink in so many ways, but right now it feels like i am sinking in my relationship because its not getting better only worse. and t
As she stepped towards him, she sunk. Further and further, she sunk into him, them, together. Finally.
Her body was alive, every nerve sending signals. She was with him. Finally.
She allowed her body to sink into his. They were here, now, together. Finally.
ship
titianic
iceberg
me
world
water
cold
life
jack
screaming
freezing
sad
falling
flailing
god
jesus
THERE WAS ENOUGH ROOM ON THAT DOOR, ROSE!
I’m sinking in the whirpool of my sins, not able to get out. It’s a maelestrom i can’t undo, Charybidis made of my family, friends, and organizing. So much stuff I need to sort out, strings to cut and finish, so many things in my head I need to organize.
Organizing is the bane of me. Man, never can quite keep stuff organized.
i was sinking , into the pits of the ocean, away from that sunlight. the same sunlight that aloows me to live. live like a human. not anymore. i will never be a human agaiun. possibly a ghost. hopefully an angel. and if im lucky not a deamon.
I went to Higgins lake, like I do every summer, and a man got drunk and fell off a boat. He drowned that day. I could never imagine the feeling of falling underwater and just being, well, gone. I remember hearing the sirens and wondering what was wrong. It’s so surreal that that kind of thing could happen to anyone.
Once upon a time a boat was sinking in the water. One man survived. He got out of the water and then died. Somehow he died. Oh, I know how he died. He was eaten by a shark.
Girls, you got to stop! All that you are doing is not good for you. You are sinking in your own unachieveble dreams. Stop now, and do what you love.
Somedays I feel as if I’m sinking. I sink into this nothingness where I don’t exist, where nobody is, where I don’t feel anything. I sink, sink, sink until I hit the bottom and at the bottom is where true beauty is. Beauty resides in the darkest, saddest, most despondent places and people fail to see that.
My stomach is a boat with a leak.
I got that sinking feeling. The kind you get when someone pulls the plug on your life and you watch your dreams and ambitions fall down into the abyss. it’s not a nice feeling, but there’s always a way out, you know. always.
There’s a feeling of sinking one gets in their stomach when bad news are dropped unexpectedly. This feeling is described as such because its reminiscent of a stone dropped in a body of water.
that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach when as a mother i know that i cannot help one child with out breaking the trust of another child.
A boat upon the water
floating for a while
but then it sinks
And nothings left
Behind it
And I smile.
This is a horrible feeling and a word with a negative connotation. Boats on the ocean floor and humans with broken spirits. Never does one want to be sinking….,
Somedays I feel as if I’m sinking. I sink into this nothingness where I don’t exist, where nobody is, where I don’t feel anything. I sink, sink, sink until I hit the bottom and at the bottom is where true beauty is. Beauty resides in the darkest, saddest, most despondent places and people fail to see that.
The little boat chugged
it carried my heart
aboard the ship
my small heart was kept
until one day
a cloudy day
the sky got mad
and the clouds they fought
til they were black and grey
my heart was lost
in the battle, unnoticed
into the water
sinking
beating its very last beat
I have this sinking feeling about the red blinking voicemail indicator light. ‘Who left the message,’ I wonder. My sweaty palms stick to my coffee cup as I try to lift it to the dry lips of my already over-caffeinated body. It gets this way at work. Sometimes. Not always.
That sinking feeling you get like when the tub drains is similar to feeling like you have no place to go. Like you’re just floating out in the middle of the ocean away from any dock or pier and you have no place to call home. It’s like you were once safe and now you’re uncertain as to where you may land.
the sort of feeling ive grown to love. My job is just to make sure that im always sinking in the same thing. What am i sinking in?
into a fog of numb lethargy. Too many things demanding my attention, over stimulation making all my systems shut down in protest. Swamped, over my head and drowning..drifting down, into a kind of open eyed but sightless coma
Sinking into the muddy world of unemployment. I can’t move some days…. I am finding it hard to breathe other days. When will the sun come out and dry this dirty situation up?
I feel like I am sinking, sinking, sinking. To the bottom of a deep blue ocean. It’s calm down there. Extremely quiet. Not quite safe, but secluded. Which is fine.Anything is better than that prison for the mind up there. I welcome any time to think.
the sot of feeling ivegrown to love. My job is just make sure im sinking in the same thing.what am i sinking in?