gagA Poem by rowdydogI genuinely developed a gagging problem due to the amount of stress I was experiencing my senior year both from school and at home. it was like the only way my body could get anxiety outI wake up every morning and I gag I don’t know what I’m choking on some days it would be really bad like really really bad I wouldn’t even make it out of bed leaning over and spitting onto my floor I think I might be gagging on the day my throat feels like it’s turning inside out i know I won’t throw up, I never do its too early for food I think I might be choking on the morning its stress too wide for my shoulders I can feel it resting against my throat it is far too tight I think I might be retching at school sometimes I’ll be in physics and I’ll gag and I’ll have to go spit in the trash most of the time I don’t think anyone notices I wonder what they think if they do I think i might be gagging because of you your words settle themselves around my neck I can feel them tighten every time we speak sharp yells choked down narrow windpipes I can’t eat the food on the dinner table there’s already too much stuck in my throat I think I might be dying i wake up in dreams gasping it’s the only time I breathe right i think I might be dead my inhaler doesn’t work anymore I walk around the house like a wisp you tell me to use my chest you don’t think I’ve tried that? © 2022 rowdydog |
Stats |