How It Feels To Be Strangled To DeathA Poem by Yashika
First, you feel the pressure in your throat.
Your eyes water and you start to taste something very, very sour in your mouth. Then, it's like someone lights a match right in the middle of your chest and that fire grows. It fills your lungs and your throat, and all the way behind your eyes. And finally the fire turns to ice, like pins and needles of ice are sticking into your fingers, your toes, your arms. You see stars, then darkness. And the last thing you feel, is cold.
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AuthorYashikaBangalore, Karnataka, IndiaAboutI love to write and read. Sure, the poems often turn out to be a little dark, but I'm a solid pOsItIvE person. I have no time to mourn over anything because I'm always busy writing or reading or sleep.. more..Writing
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