I chanced to encounter your poem Apples in my Orchad and read a few more of them.. Certainly considering your age, you are a fine poetess. Keep it up. You write so well when you are so young, you'll write brilliantly as you will grow older..
When I drown in despair Slowly, slowly happiness breathes out Surrounded by black waters I sink deeper, deeper Till I lose sight of land above Where the eye of heaven becomes blind I close my eyes and The happiness that was Flashes before me