Suffocation

What is this?

I’m happy. Right?

Then why do I feel so hindered?

Why does it feel less like a choice,

And more like chains?

Are these my true feelings or

Is the devil trying to get the upper hand?

I just need some time away.

I think.

Just some time that isn’t full of someone.

Constantly antagonizing.

Just when I begin

I’m snatched away by an interruption.

Footsteps on the ground

Someone looking over my shoulder.

A pat on the back.

A kiss on the head.

Each seems so benign.

So why do I cringe when it happens.

I just want to shout.

Back OFF!!!

Let me breath

Set me free.

End this.

Suffocation.

-Clary

Published by sarcasticallycynical

Hmm! Let's see.I live in Texas born to two human parents (According to my birth certificate) and have three siblings that are nothing like me. I'm an artist and writer. I've lived a lot and learned a lot in my short life and although I lean more towards the pessimistic there is always room to change my sometimes too small tainted heart ;p

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