Under concrete
Swimming to the edge
Air is being tugged from my head
And my breaths are in unrest
Hands are gripping lead
Eyes are closed, too burdened to loosen
Mouth is squeezing out letters
That will never be heard
Just a string of still verbs
Still stuck under concrete
Nothing can save me
Drying around me
And I'm dying to breathe easy
But I am entombed
Wrapped up in a womb
Of a life I didnt choose
I wish I knew how I got here
But all the thoughts
Have disappeared
Under concrete
I am doomed
Cos here I'm forever tombed
Might as well be the moon
Cos in the dark I rest
And in the light
I am forced to evaporate
YOU ARE READING
Notes by Nailinthewall
PoesiaIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
