XIII.
There's water
Water above my head
Under my head
Miles deep
There's darkness
Darkness everywhere
Except a little glimpse above me
Hiding the surface of life beyond
There's pressure
On my whole body
In my head
In my mind
Filling my lungs
There's a cage
On my chest
Around my life
I'm trapped
In someone I'm not
There's this body
This strange body
For someone with confidence
Who doesn't know about drowning
There's water
In my mind
Trying to drown me and my thoughts
Because that body isn't me
That mind isn't me
But still
I am
Drowning
In them
YOU ARE READING
Flos Chorum - (n.) Dancing Flower
PoezjaThis is so bad, I'm so sorry, i started writing this when I was like 13, but anyway; •A poetry collection for lost souls• I have written all the poems in this book and the cover is also made by me. Feel free to correct any spelling mistakes and I wo...
