i was sleeping, at least i hope i was sleeping.
you promised you wouldn’t let go of my hand, “help me!” i pleaded as i felt your grip loosen from mine.
“I-I can’t,” you turned away slowly.
i was sinking away from you, but for once i felt okay; cause you were crying.
alley
It feels like I’m sinking. I don’t want to sink. But I can’t prevent it. Opps I sunk
mia
sinking into the inner depths of my soul reveals but one question. why? why this? why that? what is to become of today and not reak havoc on tomorrow? but back to that sinking feeling, it sure is a doosey
Tommy Ratliff
I was in a boat. I looked around and spotted a leak! It was sinking! Sinking, sinking, sinking. I was trapped in the middle of the ocean. I was sinking! “Help” I hollored, but no one could hear my cries of dispair. I was sinking.
Kate Kennedy
i get that sinking feeling every evening. my head goes all fuzzy. I know that I have a gazillion things to do. And yet i can’t get anything done. i’m depressed. i’m down. this is just not going to cut it – i need to get it back. get it together, man. i can’t be sinking, sinking, sinking, till i’m all gone. there’s only that much time left before it’s too late.
Hsin
Its going under,
continuously,
like some sort of
Ethernet cable under
the sea
yr mind,
that so dam
typical
you keep falling
up
but never
reach just under
the top,
out though,
sideways yeah
FTS
The ship is sinking. Sinking like a weight in the bottom of the ocean. Sometimes I feel like I am sinking in all this work for student teaching. Sinks, sinking, sunk, sdf
cassie
Sinking feeling. It hits the pit of your stomach- fear, shame. Something I should or shouldn’t have done. Hate it. Your gut tells you – you need to listen.
Chris G
ships sign a book in the library to go to sea sinking sinking the world is singing the summer sun is sinking dowwn the las time I saw you my heart was sinking it is the lowest point I reach to get to knowwhere no where is on the other side of somewhere if downuts sink they are cake if they have air they dow not siking in the sink let us know how you go down sinking the end of the way boy this minute is long all I can
Anonymous
the boat is sinking – oh no
Anonymous
I’m sinking, I’m stuck, I’m killing, I’m frightened. Help me. Please, somebody help me. I need you. I need anyone. I want something. I want life.
cheek
Sinking. I’m going down, down down and I can see the bubbles disappear into the light as the weight grows above me. I dont know whether I’m grasping for the light, at this point it almost feels safer to just keep sinking.
Terri
huuii
i
I feel like I am sinking into a life that I won’t be able to escape from. I’m trying hard to cover the holes, but my ship is making water (is that the English expression?) all over and maybe it is time to abandon ship and try something new.
Scarlett
“We’re fucking sinking.” says the blind sailor sitting at the head of the small row boat, holding both oars.
I look around but can’t see any water coming in. We’re very much a float. “No, we’re not.”
He feels around with his hand, feels the dry wood. “Oh,” he says, “no, we’re not, are we.”
http://jamesbent.com/blog
I have a sinking feeling in my stomach when I pick up my violin lately because I have not improved very much at all in three months of lessons! I am battling against this sinking feeling, telling myself that I am impatient and expecting results too quickly that nobody would be capable of, then I think, perhaps it’s just me, I’m too old to learn something new, I don’t have the ability, concentration, perseverance, intelligence, etc.etc. That sinking feeling is becoming the enemy of my spontaneity and fun loving side. It’s a real block to just going on and not caring about results as much as process. However, one day that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach will become a welling up of excitement and joy when I play well. It doesn’t matter if it takes years and years. Begone, sinking feeling, and let me get on with it happily!
Anonymous
i heard this song by Pearls Jam’s Eddie Vedder or maybe its with 2 ts but anyway it said something about falling and i liked it and hius nvoice is dramatic. does a pirate captain always have to be sinking w his ship? does he think about his family or are his pirate crew his family? i like it sinking
inclass
SINKING I DON’T BELIEVE IT. THIS IS NOT A GOOD TIME TO BE WEARING FLOUNCES. WHAT WAS GERALD THINKING ANYWAY – POUTY GIT. DROWNING OVERWHELMING WATER FLOWING INTO NOSTRILS, EARS, EYES. WHERE DO I STOP
FRED
“Vot are you THINKING about?”
Amy
I am sinking in the water and I can’t swim. I am almost drowned. Get me out. Somebody help me. i can’t swim. Help!!
Danaka
When I was a kid, I was concerned with sinking sand. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. How could there be something that caused you to go faster if you struggled? Now I understand. I’ve been there. It’s the same as stress.
Cara
what are you sinking about?
Jaaz
Sinking a proposal is a hard thing to do when a friend writes it. How do you get across that it wasn’t that good without totally rewriting it? There is no way out that doesn’t represent a compromise.
T-shirt
Her heart sank. “Where was he? I thought this was ‘our place’? He was talking about us, wasn’t he?” she wondered. But then, over the hilly pavement she saw headlights.
alison
She was sinking..and she knew it. His face. His eyes. His lips…and his voice.
She was getting addicted to him. And she was sinking into the depths of… dare she says it…romance…
unknown yeah xD
The cigar boat sped along, still in international waters just off of the Florida coast. I had 20 keys of cocaine onboard and another cartel’s cigar boat riding my ass. My partner turned and fired from his Uzi, putting holes into the hull of the other boat. We left it there sinking as we continued on to our rendezvous.
Doug McIntire
IM IN A SHIP AND IT STARTS sinking i dont know what to do so i start taking the water out.
nina
Sinking is an evocative word due to it’s physical and emotional connotations. The thing is, sinking isn’t that bad if you can keep breathing :-)
bone-idol stumbler
The ship was sinking fast. Ezebelle couldn’t find her daughter or her mother. Where had the girls gone to? Her heart raced as she ran down the corridor to search for them. “Has anyone seen a little girl with long curly blonde hair?”
Mandy
If he
ThomG
the streets were filled with a gloopy mess,probably sludge. It was filthy and stinking,an odour that was unbearable. Fumes of the ‘waste’ entered my stuffed nose.
cc
the streets were filled with a gloopy mess,probably sludge. It was filthy and stinking,an odour that was unbearable. Fumes of the ‘waste’ entered my stuffed nose.
cc
sink water
Anonymous
sinking in water is when you are going under the water. sinking in mud is going further into the mud.
Danaka
sink
Anonymous
i am sinking because i can not swim.could someone teach me how to swim
Setfree
the stone sunk to the bottom of the lake. No one heard it, saw it, wished on it. It was the aquatic version of the unheard of fallen tree in an empty forest. Nothing, no one, never. It didn’t matter, not one bit.
jessica
I had a feeling that sinking the Titanic might cause trouble but I couldn’t help putting it in gear. Now I’m out of a job and wet besides.
Phyllis
Slowly sinking my teabag into the milk-mixed water in the yellow cup. It’s hot. The water. You like much milk in your tea. That’s what makes your kisses taste like milk.
hannah n stuff
The ship is sinking. From loose lips or from a millimeter crack? It really doesn’t matter. The only concern for you right now is to save yourself and the ones you love. And keep on swimming. Sounds like a rough night.
i was sleeping, at least i hope i was sleeping.
you promised you wouldn’t let go of my hand, “help me!” i pleaded as i felt your grip loosen from mine.
“I-I can’t,” you turned away slowly.
i was sinking away from you, but for once i felt okay; cause you were crying.
It feels like I’m sinking. I don’t want to sink. But I can’t prevent it. Opps I sunk
sinking into the inner depths of my soul reveals but one question. why? why this? why that? what is to become of today and not reak havoc on tomorrow? but back to that sinking feeling, it sure is a doosey
I was in a boat. I looked around and spotted a leak! It was sinking! Sinking, sinking, sinking. I was trapped in the middle of the ocean. I was sinking! “Help” I hollored, but no one could hear my cries of dispair. I was sinking.
i get that sinking feeling every evening. my head goes all fuzzy. I know that I have a gazillion things to do. And yet i can’t get anything done. i’m depressed. i’m down. this is just not going to cut it – i need to get it back. get it together, man. i can’t be sinking, sinking, sinking, till i’m all gone. there’s only that much time left before it’s too late.
Its going under,
continuously,
like some sort of
Ethernet cable under
the sea
yr mind,
that so dam
typical
you keep falling
up
but never
reach just under
the top,
out though,
sideways yeah
The ship is sinking. Sinking like a weight in the bottom of the ocean. Sometimes I feel like I am sinking in all this work for student teaching. Sinks, sinking, sunk, sdf
Sinking feeling. It hits the pit of your stomach- fear, shame. Something I should or shouldn’t have done. Hate it. Your gut tells you – you need to listen.
ships sign a book in the library to go to sea sinking sinking the world is singing the summer sun is sinking dowwn the las time I saw you my heart was sinking it is the lowest point I reach to get to knowwhere no where is on the other side of somewhere if downuts sink they are cake if they have air they dow not siking in the sink let us know how you go down sinking the end of the way boy this minute is long all I can
the boat is sinking – oh no
I’m sinking, I’m stuck, I’m killing, I’m frightened. Help me. Please, somebody help me. I need you. I need anyone. I want something. I want life.
Sinking. I’m going down, down down and I can see the bubbles disappear into the light as the weight grows above me. I dont know whether I’m grasping for the light, at this point it almost feels safer to just keep sinking.
huuii
I feel like I am sinking into a life that I won’t be able to escape from. I’m trying hard to cover the holes, but my ship is making water (is that the English expression?) all over and maybe it is time to abandon ship and try something new.
“We’re fucking sinking.” says the blind sailor sitting at the head of the small row boat, holding both oars.
I look around but can’t see any water coming in. We’re very much a float. “No, we’re not.”
He feels around with his hand, feels the dry wood. “Oh,” he says, “no, we’re not, are we.”
I have a sinking feeling in my stomach when I pick up my violin lately because I have not improved very much at all in three months of lessons! I am battling against this sinking feeling, telling myself that I am impatient and expecting results too quickly that nobody would be capable of, then I think, perhaps it’s just me, I’m too old to learn something new, I don’t have the ability, concentration, perseverance, intelligence, etc.etc. That sinking feeling is becoming the enemy of my spontaneity and fun loving side. It’s a real block to just going on and not caring about results as much as process. However, one day that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach will become a welling up of excitement and joy when I play well. It doesn’t matter if it takes years and years. Begone, sinking feeling, and let me get on with it happily!
i heard this song by Pearls Jam’s Eddie Vedder or maybe its with 2 ts but anyway it said something about falling and i liked it and hius nvoice is dramatic. does a pirate captain always have to be sinking w his ship? does he think about his family or are his pirate crew his family? i like it sinking
SINKING I DON’T BELIEVE IT. THIS IS NOT A GOOD TIME TO BE WEARING FLOUNCES. WHAT WAS GERALD THINKING ANYWAY – POUTY GIT. DROWNING OVERWHELMING WATER FLOWING INTO NOSTRILS, EARS, EYES. WHERE DO I STOP
“Vot are you THINKING about?”
I am sinking in the water and I can’t swim. I am almost drowned. Get me out. Somebody help me. i can’t swim. Help!!
When I was a kid, I was concerned with sinking sand. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. How could there be something that caused you to go faster if you struggled? Now I understand. I’ve been there. It’s the same as stress.
what are you sinking about?
Sinking a proposal is a hard thing to do when a friend writes it. How do you get across that it wasn’t that good without totally rewriting it? There is no way out that doesn’t represent a compromise.
Her heart sank. “Where was he? I thought this was ‘our place’? He was talking about us, wasn’t he?” she wondered. But then, over the hilly pavement she saw headlights.
She was sinking..and she knew it. His face. His eyes. His lips…and his voice.
She was getting addicted to him. And she was sinking into the depths of… dare she says it…romance…
The cigar boat sped along, still in international waters just off of the Florida coast. I had 20 keys of cocaine onboard and another cartel’s cigar boat riding my ass. My partner turned and fired from his Uzi, putting holes into the hull of the other boat. We left it there sinking as we continued on to our rendezvous.
IM IN A SHIP AND IT STARTS sinking i dont know what to do so i start taking the water out.
Sinking is an evocative word due to it’s physical and emotional connotations. The thing is, sinking isn’t that bad if you can keep breathing :-)
The ship was sinking fast. Ezebelle couldn’t find her daughter or her mother. Where had the girls gone to? Her heart raced as she ran down the corridor to search for them. “Has anyone seen a little girl with long curly blonde hair?”
If he
the streets were filled with a gloopy mess,probably sludge. It was filthy and stinking,an odour that was unbearable. Fumes of the ‘waste’ entered my stuffed nose.
the streets were filled with a gloopy mess,probably sludge. It was filthy and stinking,an odour that was unbearable. Fumes of the ‘waste’ entered my stuffed nose.
sink water
sinking in water is when you are going under the water. sinking in mud is going further into the mud.
sink
i am sinking because i can not swim.could someone teach me how to swim
the stone sunk to the bottom of the lake. No one heard it, saw it, wished on it. It was the aquatic version of the unheard of fallen tree in an empty forest. Nothing, no one, never. It didn’t matter, not one bit.
I had a feeling that sinking the Titanic might cause trouble but I couldn’t help putting it in gear. Now I’m out of a job and wet besides.
Slowly sinking my teabag into the milk-mixed water in the yellow cup. It’s hot. The water. You like much milk in your tea. That’s what makes your kisses taste like milk.
The ship is sinking. From loose lips or from a millimeter crack? It really doesn’t matter. The only concern for you right now is to save yourself and the ones you love. And keep on swimming. Sounds like a rough night.