Strangled
I'm feeling strangled,
but I'm not being strangled.
I try not to think,
but it's still there,
staring into my eyes,
with that stupid look.
I kicked, I screamed,
but one dark moment,
it will only stay,
strangling the rest of my life.
Copyright © Kaveesha Ruwindi | Year Posted 2019
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