The tubes to my lungs are closing
Its like
A noose
Tied around my vocal chords
And inside my blood.
Its suffocating
All the words
And air
From escaping
My heart.

lindsey-wells

Last Breath

Jun 6, 2026

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It sounds like the words are escaping from your heart just fine. But what I think you're saying, what I got from this,(and I'm probably wrong) Is that sometimes though, it seems like, as much as we try, that expressing feelings and undefined and shadowy emotions is difficult to do with just words. I guess that's why god created painters too. I really liked this.