Nothing But Asphyxiation

A poem about deafening silence is.

I can’t tell you how uncomfortable the pollution is getting to me. The air is stuffed with nothing but asphyxiation. You may be killing me slowly but the silence already claimed another casualty.

Reviews

[That one kid]

Silence kills. You show that in this one here. No matter how much someone hurts you the silence will always be worse. No one can stop what runs through your head and the silence aids it when needed.

[splattercore]

I agree with you 100%. There will always be something worse. Thank you very much for the read.