Suffocates Poems - Poems about Suffocates

...The outside world makes me sick, suffocates me, dissolves my essence beneath my own skin, Home seems like a distant illusion, reality—a thin veil ready to tear, I beg for other shells to cover my b......

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...our love was a corpse left to rot in the gutter festered wounds seeping rot the stench of our decay clings to our skin i am the undertaker burying the bones of our love the memories haunt me......

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... Defiled by being stuffed into a sac so tight, A confinement that suffocates, a desperate plight. Zipped to the end by thy very blood's own right, A violent release, a nightmare of a cathartic......

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...Hope, that has kept me alive Hope, that has kept me sane Hope, that made me insane Hope, that allows me to breathe Hope, that suffocates me Hope, that my child survives Hope, that makes me brea......

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...Dear Parents, We know that you love us a lot, But sometimes, all a child need is A little understanding from your side. Dear Parents, Love should not feel like an obligation, Like something w......

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...Naked and Revealed, Sexy or Lewd, What can I do If I have them on me? Inseparable, heavy beads, Bulgy with shady teats. All you care: Is it concealed well beneath bra strips? Gaspin......

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...Anxiety is like obsidian piercing my heart a thousand times, As a king snake contracts against my tired heart muscles. It can be as simple as a cheetah flying off the ground, As it chases its pr......

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...In dark rooms where silence flows like a river of ink, I sit alone, wrapped in the solitude of Monday mornings, While presidents speak of honor, culture, and dedication, And their words are echoes......

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...P e a c e is a language spoken between healing bougainvilleas and bleeding begonias, dripping dews of hope through simple gestures~ like specks of sapphire dust from stars sparkling amidst b......

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...My mother is a river. Not a calm, deep river, lush with fish and plants, flowing by gently and powerfully...but a thick, white rapids, furiously polishing the jagged rocks into marbles. There i......

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...S p a r k s of magic g l i s t e n beyond ice and fire, as you are the balmy flare that never dims~ amidst the rolling ferris of fate… Tonight… I write your name on Hathor’s crown of the......

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...I hate you... For the smile that withers like a flower under the harshness of frost, For every memory that refuses to melt in the fog of forgetfulness, For the good that tears at me like a hook in......

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...the inhibitions fade a slow, deliberate ritual some beautiful mostly terrifying the glass, a chalice cradles the forbidden each drop, a fiery kiss flowing when the world tilts diving into......

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...Trudging through thorny and rocky paths, His feet often got cracked and torn. Yet he persevered, for he had a lovely family. His dear one stood by his side as a pillar of support, Sharing the joy......

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...December knows the speech to transcribe double-edged thoughts, dried between cognitive spaces of comets tattooed with razor-sharp ink~ infused with cinnamon and clover, emanating toxic per......

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