My throat's closing up,
I can hardly breathe.
All the words I wanna say,
All that my mind is thinking of
Makes me wanna vomit.
I can hardly breathe
There's too many voices
And as I try to speak, you talk over me
I cannot say a single word.
I feel it coming out my throat
But I push it back down
What's the point?
I feel it coming out my throat
You push it back down
Cause your words are more important.
YOU ARE READING
The bitter side of life
PoetryPoems that I've made based on what I've experienced from other people and myself. <3 A bitter side of life.. that no one ever really talks about. Love, hatred, anger, disgust. What are you sad about today?
