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Rebecca Shain Jun 2014
He told me that in order to stop hurting him I would have to stop breathing.
Little did he know I had stopped. A long time ago.
And kissing him was like kissing the sun.
His mouth was the only ash I would let enter my lungs.
I hate the fact that I am drowning on land.
Amitav Radiance May 2014
The heart, full of hatred
Hardened with tarred emotions
It does not beat with rhythm of Love
Discolored beyond recognition
Pumping thick fluid of crass
Across all veins in the body
Paralyzing the mind and the limbs
Finally, hatred suffocates
Unable to breathe the fresh hope
As the body is full of vicious hatred
Asphyxiating the last breath of hope
To revive the chances of Love again
Hatred wins, and the soul, succumbs**



© Amitav (Radiance)
Dark Smile May 2014
Do you ever feel like screaming and screaming and then just giving up and surrendering you body to the forces of nature because you can't carry on and every breath you take hurts it burns and you can't get rid of it you are suffocating you are dying and
No
One
Cares
mars Apr 2014
it's been thirty seven days
since we last spoke and the
only reason i know is because
that's how many packs of cigarettes
I've forced into my lungs

i drank an entire liquor store out
just to feel your bitter kisses burn
my lips and dehydrate my heart the
way you would rip me apart and leave
me to wither away in the dark night

i've gotten an inhaler just so i could
pump your heartbeat into my chest
to feel alive because this feeling is
so **** ******* suffocating and im
dying im dying imdyingimdying

please send help

please don't leave

please love me



please
i cant breath it hurts so much
Nicola Andrews Apr 2014
If my psyche is a forest,
Then I am caught
In the impenetrable
Wilderness,
Vines coiled at my carcass,
Suffocating my soul.
Naomi Erin Mar 2014
I am barely breathing, but
how could you see?
for who are you to sit and speculate

What noise could be made
not just this, I'm sure
who is more serious?

The questions creep,
am I too close for comfort?

I know what you're doing
I see it so clearly now
You really had me there,
believing.

There is no air left for me
Not with you standing there,
but for you,
it's the price I'll pay.
What is this now?

I only feel the pain.
Yoni Sav Mar 2014
I'm so lost
I can't even write
I tried to force myself
but this is all that came out
I wonder why
I have these feelings
I have no idea
how I should be dealing
with them, after all
my life is great
but all I want
is to suffocate.
Depressed. I don't know why. Or actually I do. Maybe.

— The End —