#strangle
They reached behind my sternum,
wrapped their hands around my heart,
and attempted to strangle it.
I pried their aching hands away,
and I tore my bleeding heart in half.
One half shaped itself into bread,
and the other half fermented into wine.
My eyelids slowly came together
as I let the holy water wash over me.
My words consecrate the communion,
and I bless it for people to consume
so we remember that we're not alone.
Apr 9, 2022
Apr 9, 2022 at 9:32 PM UTC
Vines wrap round their trees until
There is no bark left to see.
Flowers will drink and get their fill
But too much and it's a tragedy.
Often when a storm's too strong
Away any foundations are blown
And are lost to the winds for much too long -
Won't you please leave me alone?
The weeds strangle the neighbour roots
Of flowers just trying to bloom
They quell the reach of nearby shoots
Til they are driven to their doom.
Locusts once came and blocked the light
And blood drowned the rivers red.
Why won't you see that we are not right
And you should find someone else instead?
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 9:50 AM UTC
A serial killer,
hangs up his hatchet...
To scared of a cough to indulge,
in a fulfilment of a hobby..
Takes up sewing...
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 5:41 PM UTC
Your name tastes bitter in my mouth
Though still I crave your lips
Trace my body with your finger tips
Your words or lack there of strangle me
Though I want you to embrace me
Let your whole being encase me
Your existence fills me with sadness
Though you used to bring me joy
So much power held in the palm of one beautiful broken boy
Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 4:09 PM UTC
Whatever you say
I'm up to the task
I try but I know
I'll never be good enough
Realistic expectations,
Is that too much to ask?
Must be the best,
Nothing less
Than perfection
In everything I do,
I do it all for you
No room to fail with these 'expectations'
With every cut that's red,
With every bruise that's blue
I'll fall apart for you
For 'expectations'
With every tear I shed,
With every mask I bred,
There's nothing to be said,
I'm suffocating
The high bar has been set
There are goals to be reached
I can't stop until death
Either yours or one for me
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:09 PM UTC
Distancing herself away, from the so called 'Love'.
This Love that everyone praises and admires.
This Love that people always desire.
Love.
He said it was Love too.
The kisses, the presents. That was all his Love.
But so were the arguments, the fights.
Love was chaos.
But doesn't everyone want Love.
To feel Love, at least once?
And so she fell for it.
For his mysterious gaze. For his slight smile.
For the Love that he offered.
But the innocent hugs came to an end.
That was not enough.
His greed wanted more. Wanted the satisfaction from this Love.
So when he held her against her will, and called it Love,
She felt ashamed for crying.
Ashamed for asking him to stop, Ashamed for saying no.
But that did not stop him.
Because in his eyes, it was Love.
Love.
The excuse he used to hurt her.
To abuse her.
To destroy her.
And she remained silent.
Isolating herself from those that could help.
How could she hate him if he was doing it out of Love?
How could she leave when all it was - was Love?
But it's never what it seems, is it..?
Love is a lie.
Love is dead.
And so is she.
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
The heaviness on my chest,
the strangled breaths stinking of wafting toxicity,
the bloodstains on my hands
from a ****
My mind is whirling,
and I wonder
if this is it
if this is insanity distorted past reality
if I am truly lost in this labyrinth of twisted smiles and white lies
if I have finally finally turned myself into a monster.
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 2:33 AM UTC
Time has its hands around my neck, strangling me.
A diamond clock around my neck like Flavor Flav,
hanging off me, pulling my head down to the dirt.
The tortuous second, an arduous minute
I grind my teeth at the passing hour.
I squeeze each passing day, holding tightly,
but it always escapes between my fingers,
liquefying and dripping through, evaporating.
Wake and pace,
I wake and begin to pace.
Weaving a trail through the leaves at my feet,
the meadow floor becoming my revolving door
with only one exit, a blinking red sign
flashes, its arrow pointing directly down
imprinting itself in my pupil.
Sing the song of the day!
Whether it be swaying morning Jazz
or a night owls rhythmic hoots,
sing it loud and let it ring,
for you never know the last song you will sing.
Walk in circles, hum the tone,
whatever it takes to get you past that
glaring sun high in the sky at each passing noon.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 8:45 PM UTC
People say hatred is wrong
That it means you're as bad as the very one you hate
But I beg to differ
Why can't I hate her for torturing me as a child
And trying her very best to make me sad
Why can't I hate him for doing the very same
For doing anything he can to made me feel pain
Just because he can't hurt himself enough
I've grown to hate myself
And as bad as that is
I just can't stop
I've grown up with such a toxic set of siblings
I might as well be the first to go
That's what they've always wanted
When they tried to strangle me
I still remember how it felt
When they wrapped their hands around my neck
It hurt
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
A shamed of who i am.
A shamed of what i am doing.
And horrified of what i have become.
It started as a hunger for anything.
A wish for that depth within something.
But slowly that desire i had is fading.
And -
The true glimpse of what i have started surrounds me.
The grip of reality and emotions plays loud in my hollow mind
It's hands devouring themselves around my already weak neck
Strangling this life i chose to live.
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 4:21 AM UTC
*i'm in love with a ghost
and you're in love with me
two pretended souls
kiss me till i bleed
you strangle me at night
ripping every piece
loving you is a fight
dying in the sheets*
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
Held to the bottom
I want to release this numb feeling
To fee this emptiness
I want to defeat this memory
These unyielding ideas and stories.
I want to hit it down and strangle this life
I want to hold it down under the thick mud beneath my feet
I want to watch it take its last breath
To watch the insane life wither out of its eyes.
I want to **** it
I want to ****
Me.
Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 12:16 AM UTC
A flood.
A torrent.
An endless pouring of doubt.
It fills.
It consumes.
It chokes and kills.
You don't see it.
But it's felt.
Inside the depths of my chest.
I'm dying.
It's strangling.
It continues to press.
I try and fail to breath
And the funniest part?
I put on a smile and make a joke.
And no one seems to see.
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
there are an infinite number of things
i want to say
to you
I can't I'm choking on these words
of mine
they strangle me from deep inside
the light that you had promised me
took my eyes it's blinding
some-where secret i cannot see
you animals are laughing.
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC
Nomatterhowbeautifultheletteris — you'll never be able to read or find the meaning of it without a space
You can move while there's a space
You can love each other if there's a space — love can fill in the blank space between two person and bring them closer, but it doesn't want to strangle them
So why wouldn't we take a break?
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC
minsan hindi ko nalang alam
bat nangyayari ang mga bagay-bagay
sa mga taong mababait
sa mga taong walang kaalam-alam
sadyang di lang ba ko matalino
hindi alisto sa totoo
o sadyang walang sagot
sa aking agam-agam
putangina
minsan hindi ko nalang alam
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
Sitting here with my hand around my throat
I've never felt more
Alive
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
You’re soft. Smooth.
And yet you want me to break you.
You want my hands engraving red marks into your skin.
Your sweet, soft skin.
I cannot.
But not because I don’t want to.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
I want to
s e
t l
r g
an
the neck of the demon
who pushes me to
be in a state of
r n
e o
b i
ell
toward everything
good and
p l
e u
a f
ce
a
nightmare
eating
love.
Living
cross
exterminated.
The masks that hide your
face may
change
through
downpouring
rain
and days where good
reigns through all, but I can see
thrOugh each one.
I can make out the
image you hide.
Behind
A
Mask,
You
Wake
And
Sleep.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC