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"sufficating" poems
Takes deep breath Lacing my arms to create a nest on my desk Tucking my face inside Breathing slowly Till each breath is half of the last. Than sufficating under my own Depression.
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
Depression
Your over-fried scrambled egg brain... Your crystal blue toilet water eyes... Your entangling lucious snake-like locks... Your enchanting lying lips... Your snuggled and overly tight embrace... Your sweet and sufficating breathe... Your complete and utter toxic love... Everything about you... ***** me in.
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Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
Chaos.
He wrote inscripted objects Into my eye He bountied For affection One not Likely met She screamed While sufficating Her authenticity He shouted Yea she'll come back She wore her wedding gown Into the dessert And was found drowned He wrote Inscripted objects Into my eye The novels now A mystery My Life Total chaos With a smile Because he's no Longer with me I cry my left eye out
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 12:23 AM UTC
Ftm fight
The scream is silent But everyone hears it The scream is sufficating But everyone ignores it The scream is building But no one cares The scream has gone But the screamer is too
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
Scream
I know what you wish- that this love wasn't worth the risk. painful memories of shattered hearts and broken relations stalk your soul and whisper words of doubt into your open ears. you do your best to ignore them, walking away and praying for them to leave the past and join you in the now- happiness. contentment. understanding. that 's all in the now, it is the now, and you, you on the deepest level of your soul you know this. and the certainty of this idea, it's oozing from your pores. filling the air- sufficating! not in a way that is hurtful or uncomfortable, no. but as a womb. safe and secure. beautiful.
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Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 12:35 AM UTC
Untitled
what have i done. my dreams have been silent. where do i stand when i breath in fire. aner takes all my enery that i requier. nothing makes sence when i cant tell if your liying to me. i cant even open my eyes for how much im tired. all the weight on me. sufficating me cant you see i run away cause you wont listen to me. only music have never lied. i have tryed to reach out to you. but im tired of you not caring so i set this wold on fire my lungs fill with tirer whats the last thing is i breath out fire with your name on my list
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
breathing in fire
After struggling to accept my insomina, I realised that there was no point in forcing my sleep and so I just laid there in dark staring at the ceiling awaiting, my sleep. As the seconds go by I submerge deeper and deeper into my thoughts  Kinda like meditation, with scatted emtions and memories Like seeds on an open field. This rapid thinking eventually lead to a feeling of reminiscence Envying the feeling of having a clear mind, wanting to have some sort of control over sufficating thoughts and emotions which contribute to my ever rising anxiety. Missing the uncontrolable yet comfortbale feeling of drowsiness that indicates that my sleep is near  After going through a sea of emotions, I tire myself out and hear muffled sounds of birds chirping and dogs barking, signs of a new day arriving. And that's when I start to lose control, slowly but surely. My mind is now at ease and I am at peace with my demons, my movements became timid my heavy eyes were shut. And "finally" I whispered. I fell asleep.
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 8:55 PM UTC
Insomina
when you have had it all all you want to do is escape from what grips may pull you down to your own memories you want to erase out of your mind. when it rains it washes off the words that sticks deep down in you. but what ideas that have saved your life in the past calming you down. but when i walk this earth in the rain all the punches and blows only leave bruses but that won't let me speak my mind whit my calm soft spoken words. my voice is soft in a tone nor threat. but when your word lie i may lose control but the cold rain cools off my paciants. the cold rain drops make steam off my skin when i have no idea. but in this worl my one friend is rain cause it makes life all around us live breath. i have one walking path to make my path to show every one who needs to find away to survive. even if it mean running threw hell taking the chance to stand up and run till we have found all of our own safe haven. i have no fear wit what comes next cause its just how this unforgiving world that it shows from its darkest secrets. but what should bee said only when your pushed away from society that you have betrayed from. your shadows grow long when your eyes turn pure red as evil consums your telling you theres nothing to feel hurt my societ'es sufficating grips that has no end to.. but i have ran threw all the stages and here i have is me writing my own stories of my life that passes by with hope no regrets. nothing can hold me back or catch me to imprison me.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC
tears walking in the rain
I smile on the outside when everthing inside is decaying with each breath But my normal happy smile is slipping and falling as the tears spill over. I cant take this anymore I need help I cant take this pain anymore its sufficating me, killing me. I dont know what to do. I'm tired of being strong I'm tired of holding this in. I'm tired of being called dramatic everytime I try to break down. I'm tired of pretending I dont know what to do Someone please tell me Someone tell me what to do.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
Letting Down My Gaurd
free as a bird with such a clarity followed by darkness, is this insanity? not feeling loved, not feeling wanted by thoughtconstructions and selfpitty you feel haunted feeling like paying a visit back to the old days should one put the middlefinger back up, wait even better, light a couple of jays? thats what the mind is figuring. just destruction and pain it feels so crazy one could follow that voice its so insane yet human conciousness has been identifying with that voice for so long the human bond to it feels so strong i follow all this yet i feel too tired to let go haha silly me, silly mind letting go is hard i find but then the next moment everything just.... just vanishes you feel perplex, what happened? it astonishes its quite simple, its the mind that wants to make it complicated light fills your body again, no more feelings of sufficating just light, bliss, happiness a kiss from above well just love..
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 10:06 AM UTC
little chaos
in my life im ling free with rebelian with twist. where i stand is away from society gripsthat just stab you in the back. i'm insane cause i live in a thrill seeking life. if i had to stand to gather in a picture all of you would just run. you cant hold me down cause i have a life to live getting messed up. i wont stand with people cause every day thats where i stand. so **** the rest of you i hav a life to live with no limits cause ideas are bullet proof. your society. but i dont agree with the sufficating lies they spread i cant be held down cause life isnt ready for my hell im about to unleash on you all. u may take my soul and life but im standing my new ground so **** the rest of you. cause im disobaying your orders you take to me . if we do ill see you in you own lies to your grave
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
**** the rest you