I’m suffocating.
Being strangled inside.
Finding it hard to breathe.
How I long to end the torture.
Feel a rush of desperation.
How much longer now?
Bring a knife to my throat.
Please end this hurt.
I’m finding it hard to breathe.
There are endless hands around my neck.
Loathing, jealously, brutality.
Words of pain echo through my mind.
Please, make it stop!
Breaths becoming short.
I can’t stop myself, I’m falling.
No one can save me now.
Anger burns my soul.
I hate now.
Turn my back to the world.
Eyes spent.
Crying, almost impossible.
I can’t breathe.
The knife is comforting.
Pain stabs my heart and soul.
The knife tears at my throat.
Please let me bleed.
Release this pain.
Let the blood flow.
Breaths even shorter still.
Tears escape, spent eyes.
Seeing my own blood is comforting.
I’m relieving the pain.
Amusement sees this all through.
My sorrow fades like my life before me.
What a waste of a life.
Life should not of been mine.
To die is the only purpose of life.
I am now drowning, suffocating, in hate and fear people have for me.
You can’t take me, I’m dying now.
Shut my eyes tight.
What’s left of me is slipping away.
All torment ends here.
No more will I suffocate.
I can finally breathe.
