Sorry

I think I'll die by suffocating That's what I tell you in the conversation We'll never have Because you don't exist Sorry It's one of the worse ways to go Pleading with the universe for any air My brain would be screaming And all I can do is listen as it yells And all I can say is Sorry I didn't want this to happen But sometimes I chew on cotton And I run out of water And sometimes I swallow wrong And there's an air bubble in my throat And I think I'm going to die So to my brain Sorry

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Hiya Sharma

Date: 10/14/2023 8:24:00 PM

Ah, I must say that your poems really hit hard, this one's deeply poignant and somehow made me emotive.. Sigh, that feeling of 'suffocation' and 'getting choked in such a way that even tears get forced to work against gravity but eyes have abandoned them! Those ending lines are so heartfelt.. "And there's an air bubble in my throat and I think I'm going to die", "Pleading with the universe for any air" A very vulnerable poem.. Grief is reflecting in every syllable here..

Some One
Date: 12/3/2023 1:35:00 AM

Hey Hiya! I'm glad you were able to resonate with my poem, as grief-heavy as it may be. It means a lot that my words are able to evoke some emotion, so thank you for sharing your perspective on this one! I appreciate you!

Di11y Da11y

Date: 9/25/2023 10:57:00 PM

A snapshot of interesting, plunged into and out of a moment by your words - then left questioning - excellently done (obviously good luck with the experience not reoccurring)

Some One
Date: 9/26/2023 5:07:00 PM

Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm glad you enjoyed the poem!