The following poem is based on Prompt 3 from 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒔' third edition hosted by @TheHappyWriters. Also, I didn't know what to call this piece, so all the credit for this somewhat satisfactory title goes to my cousin.
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Sunlight shimmered on the clear cerulean surface
A hollow plastic sphere kept in the air by frantic hands
Girls in bikinis while the boys were shirtless
Joyful laughter—interrupted by my plan

With my resentful presence, I stained this summer setting
Hell-bent on carving out an eye for my empty socket
Because forgiving, you see, is just as hard as forgetting
Which makes it more difficult to seal the past in a coffin

So, I shoved her head beneath the water and held it in place
Until her gurgling screams were submerged and lungs flooded
Until her pretty chlorinated eyes turned somewhat grey
And when she was dead, I wished I had suffered

I did not feel any sense of satisfaction or triumph
Rather guilt and shame and regret
If I'd understood the aftermath of what I'd done
Then I'd have never drowned my friend