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Nov 2013
Knot in my stomach, black hole as a heart,
My mind only searches for a way out.
Out of my mind, out of this dream,
Out of this life that's way worse than it seems.

My body is nothing but an empty shell,
Every day is a tedious visit to hell.
My hands shake, my body pulls tight,
I've acquired such weakness, I can't put up a fight.

You're the only thing that keeps me alive,
Bailing out the water in which I have dived.
Drop by drop, I am desperate and drowning,
As I lose all hope, my death you keep doubting.

You tell me everything will be okay,
I refuse to believe a single word that you say.
You tell me I am beautiful, I simply ignore you,
I know I am worthless and I don't deserve you.
One of the first poems I ever wrote.
Antonina Berezowska
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Antonina Berezowska  New York
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