poetry drafts

1 -

"its just a choke,

a suffocation of some sort,

that fearful feeling of never breathing again,

that horrible assumption that this is the end,

once you breath again,

you hope you never choke again,

but you always do."

2 -

"sure, walk around the breathless air.

walk around like you belong, if that's what makes you happy.

look at those faces as if you like them, 

like your one of them.

frantic looking around the room for any sort of comfort,

that depressing realization of none sends tears flying,

your like noone."

3 -

"your horrible, the way you touch me.

and i hate ever piece of you.

but i love how you love me,

i love the way you make me feel.

you've got me under your love trap,

and i cannot leave."