She was the noose that
I'd hang myself from,
I would put the snare of
her heart around my throat.
Her words would caress my
windpipe strangling
me with loves whispers,
suffocating me gently.
But words were hard to speak
when she was collecting tightly
around my breath.
I couldn't be with her as I was suffocating,
my actions she hung me from.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
She was the noose that
I'd hang myself from,
I would put the snare of
her heart around my throat.
Her words would caress my
windpipe strangling
me with loves whispers,
suffocating me gently.
But words were hard to speak
when she was collecting tightly
around my breath.
I couldn't be with her as I was suffocating,
my actions she hung me from.
