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Marina James Apr 2019
She hoped that monsters were just shadows sneaking around corners, but the shadows turned around and gobbled up the monsters. The shadows were still hungry, they are never satisfied, always lonely, always wanting more.

They kept creeping in the dark when no one could see them, looking for their next friend, victim, meal.

“Come to the darkness” they whispered to her. “We will accept you. You need no words with us. We understand you.”

Throughout her life, she tried to run from the shadows, always running to be in the light were she could keep an eye on the shadows. Unbeknown to her, the shadows were always there, right behind her, attached to her like a starfish to a rock.

Over time they leisurely engulfed her.
She did not even notice...
Slowly the colour faded from her world...

It felt like the shadows were running into her like a stripped faucet with water running into a sink. She could not stop it. The water rose and began to spill over the sink’s rounded edge. She could not breathe. And then it happened, the shadows were finally drowning her.  She tried desperately to reach for the surface, gasping for air, but the shadows were pulling her down into the abyss. “Don’t fight it” they whispered sweetly in her ear, caressing her soul. She started to panic. The more she fought the shadows, the heavier they became until she did not know where the shadows ended and she began...
Caitlin Dewicki Jan 2019
Suffocating pain.
It seems to be a friend of mine.
Always there, comforting me when my heart is broken.

It sleeps with me in the black night.
Hugging my heart to let me know it’s there.
It’s frozen hands reaching into my throat.
Letting me feel, just how close it is.

But when it relaxes it’s grip.
I am able to fall asleep.
This peace is not allowed for long.
It gets jealous.
Wants me to only feel pain.

Pain.
Overtaking my heart.
Wanting to feel it stop beating.

Pain.
Clawing at my stomach.
Telling me there’s no reason to fill it.

Pain.
Intruding my thoughts.
Telling me there’s no point in feeling happy.

So I sit with pain.
In the long hours of night.
Replacing the warmth you once gave.
Vic Mar 2019
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I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel, or the world around me. This is #14
Lin Mar 2019
You're drowning
You're suffocating
You can't breathe

The panic takes over
No one there for you

Help
Asominate Feb 2019
Embrace me tightly
Until I can't breathe
Until all the love I have for you recedes

Pinch my cheek
To draw red water
To coat your surface
Wear me like decor

Wrap around me
And pierce my lungs
Leave me speechless
From lack of tongue

Become the very air
I respire
And love me as
You're made of barded wire
Aurianna Feb 2019
I am suffocating.
I can't get you out of my head,
please go away.
So I can go back to my simple life,
the one without your smile,
without your brilliant blue eyes,
without your voice.
Why would God put you in my life...
if it wasn't meant to work between us?
The thought of your shiny blonde hair,
your mouth sliding in and out of mine.
I can't breathe.
I stay high,
so I don't have to feel you right.
I'd have to say I'm addicted,
I should stay away.
But these urges I can't fight.
I can't breathe

I am suffocating
Anita Feb 2019
I have been single for a long time,
I know how it feels, soft, warm, comfort.
I am allowed to speak my mind, do what I want,
hurt feelings, Mend others.
I knew just what to do, and all my limits.

When I met you, I didn't know what to think,
Body to big for your age,
I thought you were older, though you were mature,
You are funny, charming, and handsome in your own way.

'You have my humor' I thought with amazement,
I never knew that someone could be so much like me.
In an unfamiliar world, I thought you could pave the way.
With the warmth that burns to the touch.

We found each other together through peer pressure,
It was enough of a push, and through our honeymoon phase, I was happy...

But then the pushing kept coming, they kept pushing, keep pushing, "Kiss him" "Love him" "Want him"
These thoughts, these feelings, they aren't my own.
These thoughts, these wants, there's someone else's.

Its too suffocating, these efforts, being single made me forget how to try.
Your feelings, these kiss's, your efforts, I don't want them.
I don't need them, they are too 'Suffocating.

I'm trying to pave the way to my future, all while taking a tiny glimpse of the past.
I want to try, but it's all moving too fast.

You say you are depressed, so desperate to love, so desperate to be loved.
But maybe I just can't give you that love.
Do you even know what 'love' means?

I'm away for a week, for my birthday, but you just can't take it,
Everyday 'I'm depressed because you weren't here'
and everyday 'U wanna break my heart or something?'

But then the pushing kept coming, they kept pushing, keep pushing, "Kiss him" "Love him" "Want him"
These thoughts, these feelings, they aren't my own.
These thoughts, these wants, there's someone else's.

I wanna enjoy myself, I'm the type of person that can.
You don't want to enjoy yourself, you're the type of person that can't.

This is just so suffocating, your presence is suffocating.
My now, current, boyfriend is being a bit 'too' clingy. I guess I get it, but the novelty has worn off and It's just getting to be too much. I think I expected too much from him.
Senna-Mia Rahner Feb 2019
My heart still bleeding
My wounds still healing
I'm barley breathing

I'm drowning
You'r frowning
Deep in shame
I can't even remember my own name

Eventually I lost
You grabbed me fast
But it was too late.
Poetic T Feb 2019
I couldn't venture upon the words that
flowed from your voice...
                  dancing on every pebble.



But sometimes we miss-stepped,

                       getting sullen in the
waters that we found ourselves,

                   delving in deeper than
                                            we wanted.

You & I where,  
                  me and you where that
                                                  moment.



Dro­wning within the pools of our eyes..


          We held on to another,
                  suffocating in
the love of each others vision.


And I drowned deeply within you..
                    knowing that Id be free on
                           the other side of your gazing eyes..
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