Poetry

Choked

(This is my 50th poem I have posted on here. I would like to dedicate it to nicollettenikki. Her poem inspired me. Enjoy!!!)

They crowd in on me.

Holding me back,

Not letting me be.

Suffocating me to my last breath,

Making me stare at the face of death.

Not letting me speak my mind.

Showing me darkness,

Nothing beautiful, nothing kind.

Grasping there hands around my neck.

Not letting me turn around and look back.

They make me die again and again.

They make it seem like I dont exist,

Like me living is a sin.

They have blocked all thoughts.

My heart and insides rot.

I cry tears of pain.

Im bleeding internally,

Like pouring rain.

I lost something I cant have back.

I don't get a second chance.

Its as if my world has stopped.

I have bruises inside and out,

My whole body throbs.

Im blinded by all this pain.

They use me and my name in vain.

They look at me with blank eyes.

There is no reflection,

There is no souls inside.

Even though I am strong.

I cant last very long.

They isolate me from those outside.

Even though I am alive,

I feel as if Ive finally died.

I no longer see the sun.

I've lost my inspiration.

I dont know who I truly am.

I no longer feel like a lion,

I am now a weak lamb.

Even though no words have been spoke.

I feel as if I have been choked.