Suffocating(Recised In Line Form)
A sympathetic morbidity.
Ruthless pity.
Always in the vicinity.
The crows circle my head, letting me know if I try to help I might die.
Some say its pure suicide.
It's a hard knock life in which you must keep the sharks at bay.
Their just waiting for you to fall in.
Can you keep your balance walking down thinly braided rope?
How long can you hold your breath before you start to choke?
Cant' you see I can't breath?
I'm suffocating, so let me go.
Didn't you hear me?
I said let me go because,
I'm suffocating. SUFFOCATING, SUFFOCATING.
The practicality of pity.
Like lovers I need it.
And it needs me.
God damn she so pretty.
But shes so sick always falling victim to the next itch.
Turns out she was (as the defined word of a female dog) ! @#$%.
And I just got to get away.
Again I'm suffocating.
Because of a pact i cant retract.
Sworn to a twisted secrecy.
Blasphemy of myself to a infinity.
Pull the skin over my face.
Hide the disgrace.
Always smiling, when i should be one of misery and suffering.
No destain for anyone in this heart.
Even when its all falling apart.
I brush off the battle scars like their nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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