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Balaguer Mar 2018
Today was a short day
I heard melodies within my heart
Saw the air breeze by with a pale face
Today
I learned to bleed without breathing
Sweat without physically moving.
I found that catching deep breathes is easy
Under water especially.

®KS
Just today though
A A Feb 2018
I am being crushed by the weight
Of warm cattails, two tons.
As the sun-kissed wooden fences make the world around me look grey- I suffocate.
ClawedBeauty101 Jan 2018
A command the neck hugging necklace was given

.....Chok(h)er.....

Believing the suffocation will comfort her fears and insecurites

....Chok(h)er....

A dazzle is distress is it's appropriate title. Secretly, into her skin it is driven.

....Chok(h)er....

Believing it has the right to silence her nerves that desire to warn her of their up coming death

....Chok(h)er....

Innocent in charm, it convinces her neck and brain to go numb. Her voice now hidden

....Chok(h)er....

Soon to be mute, this man made design,  confined to her neck

....Chok(h)er....

Is the unseen burden she carries. This chain of confinement should be forbidden

....Chok(h)er....

This piece of dark fashion, shows its goal loud and crystal clear

So why are people blinded?


For it is called...
The Choker...
....The Chok(h)er....
MEANING BELOW!!!

I have nothing against this beautifully designed piece of shadow jewelry XD for I wear them all the time!

But it is interesting how it is called a choker
Sometimes I find my voice mute... My singing fading because I wear them so much, and so tightly they damage the nerves in the back of my neck, and slowly bring forth numbness to the rest of my upper body...

It's like this, the chokers can represent the sin or danger in our lives that is so noticeable and clear, that we either ignore it or are to blinded to see it.

And we don't usuall see it until it's to late... Our if we do see it...  it's either to late to do something about it....
Or...
We notice it just in time and we are able to remove that danger before we get hurt, or someone else gets hurt...

Some thing so innocent and charming can be the most dangerous, painful thing in your life, just like a choker...

We can't become a slave to something that is so wicked, like sin, looks so harmless and innocent

But if not taken cared it correctly or removed... It will devour you.. And you will be it's slave...

Sometimes that numbness and pain we suffer can seem like a comfort zone for us, a place to feel safe,  but that pain will only betray you...

How much longer you spend this suffocation.. Of your Chok(h)er women of young and old (This also goes for men too XD)

Jesus is the Way
1/27/2018 (Saturday)
Rebecca Jan 2018
People say- you are a stubborn feminist
Eventually yes I'm, because I died everytime when someone else had beaten my spirit.
People say- you are immature
Yes I am, because they were not enough mature to not to assail me everytime.
People say- keep your ego to yourself
Seriously, then why didn't you kept your lust to yourself only when I was on my bleeding and you were intruding me pain
Girl who got repeated suffocation pain. Still stood up
Cedric Oct 2017
In front of a silky white chair,
An aura of complete despair,
We try to contrast and compare,
This monochromatic nightmare.

I stand before this noose I dare,
To loop my neck and mark a tear,
On my skin that is not so fair,
A bright red strip exposed and bare.

I try to jump without a care,
The chair and rope comes in a pair,
Yet I loosened it with a swear,
I need to live... a life unfair.
A textula type of poem in English rather than Filipino.
M Oct 2017
Body is sinking to, through the linoleum floor
Hands are raking through the rough hair
Raking down the face
Raking down
Down
Breath is clawing its way up from the burning lungs
Heart is beating to keep up with the beat of a mind's recession
And tears are heaving themselves to their deaths
And sobs are leaking out of the mouth, trying to escape through the cracks in the walls
And time ticks like a car crash happening in slow motion
And I'm losing my ******* mind, constant screaming and ripping
And I'm falling through
And the bed, and the routine, and me are suffocating
And only the man in the moon will be here to comfort me
but even sometimes he goes away too
Majid Sep 2017
Her pillow covering all of my face
Suffocation

Tears suffocating me
Won’t let me breathe
Her pillow covering all of my face
The more she tries to pull me out the more I sink into a worse place
How everything started to get so morose in some robust planet in space
Where I always took my time to enjoy my one and only grace
Her pillow covering all of my face
Inhaling her tears from last night’s race
Enjoy the silence of our heartbeats

Pace
Will it get better by any chance?
Or any change?
Will we be able to embrace?
Her pillow covering all of my face

Watch her shut down my full-of-blood face in one glance
The sacred geometry of chance
Watch her draw in silver then lick her sorrow as it turns red
When my veins eventually got the chance to meet their soul mates
When I got the chance to finally appreciate
Appreciate; the ray that is running towards me screaming love when we both know it’s full of hate

Her pillow covering all of my face

Never thought she’d be hiding from me the key to my fancy world’s gate
Inhaling her tears
And I’ve always enjoyed shutting her mouth
Anticipating her suffocating innocent screams
Then with one glance she was able to read my mind
She knew it
Knew well
That If I died today
Lots of aliens would be at my funeral
And she’d tell them about the joyful memories she shared with me

You know what *****?
Read it all over again
Read it all over again with some serenity
Read it with some dignity

Sweaty rusty bed sheets covering her chopped body
Fifty stitches all over her skin
But her wide bright eyes will fix the whole picture and make it full of mildness and flaccidity

Tranquility

Then her screams again teasing my ears starting up the electricity
Running through my veins getting me thirsty craving for more intensity
And if I could
I’d replace my ink with her blood
Because I needed my papers to bloom
Turn it into a meadow on the shape of her eyes
All of a sudden
Woke up with nothing to look at other than the bathroom tiles

Nausea, revulsion, disgust and repugnance

Nothing to shorten the distance
Until my eyes started screaming for more of my addictive substance
One shot
Got me into watching a huge fight between romance and brilliance
Smudge my face with her blood and tears
While all what were flashing before my eyes are the past four years
Cutting my head open anticipating the brainwash
Until something got me to calm down and bear
A cup of our old cold drink
Pouring it inside her lungs to drink it happily
Then after I was done she smiled then spoke through my mind
That gave me a new brain and a new key that I should’ve tried
Went fine until I found the huge gate with no lock in it
The bus stop that I wouldn’t want to leave
My tears won’t
How will I make it when I can get it all in one night
Even if I could hold it in for one month?
I’d blast myself to keep my veins full of that drug
To keep my life full of that love
To save me from her devil
A maniac if you looked at it from a different aspect

A sick puppy stabbed in the face with a flower*

A sign of loneliness strikes again
But I forgot my shoes at the mountain while rethinking my future
Dreams versus nightmares
And the winner was her
Orange and grey, all I can remember
A beautiful abounded house
I’d lick her fear within a second
Eat her up then ***** all of my internal organs
Building a wonderful cycle of admired calmness
White dress
Warm cheeks
Feeding the sad freak
Hiding in the very first place that people will find love at
Angel
Everlasting one
Holder
Power
The arbitrator behind all my happiness
Dances for a while and then disappears again
Light and awareness
She’s the aliveness and energy controlling every apparent motion inside me and all motion in my mind’s motion and all mind is her mind
And all my thoughts and actions are licensed by her
Empowered out of me and returned to her
She’s the correct consciousness of my mind
Everything I see
Hear
Do or know is enabled out of me
It is my mind and my being in use
To end up falling from the furthest planet into the lowest ground
To end up where I can never be found
With her pillow covering all of my face
Curing my crippled soul
Cassidy Jackson Aug 2017
i've gasped enough of the air you breathe
to know that you will always choose
to suffocate me
Lately I'm been searching for lost parts of my self
in the deepest part of you
So the true lessons of love
I only feel when I'm a part of you
dreams of finding my sustenance
As explore these unknown depths
As our passion bubbles
Grasping for air as we dive in these
lustful hues of ourself
I would rather be submerged in your love and never come up
But these foreign waters
Sometimes trouble me
So I contemplate pulling up
Lost in you my curiosity
brings me deeper
This pressure and current is combatant
My ship is tattered
My oxygen is getting weaker
Shall I take residence in your being
Or Shall I call it quits for today
And Make tommorrow my sequel
Each I day I may search deeper
Or shall I perish searching and battling all your doubts, insecurities,secrets and demons
If I do perish I'm hoping this message reaches you
Then suddenly there is breach
The ship it starts to sink
Water filling my apparatus
It's getting harder to breathe
the pressure crushing my ribs
Nothing visible
All I can think about is your lips
And whispers of your affection
Guess This is the end
With my last words
I wish to kiss on your reflection
08/12/17
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