Fixation . Dilation . Asphyxiation
By kiss of the dark
As fear masturbates
to my tears,
I am fixated and dilated
for you.
Trembles
and
shakes
Irreparable poise...
...has
me in a chokehold.
Wrists raw, I follow you
willingly in this facet
of my mind.
Nervous breaths echo
and I stutter syllables
cold and bleak, resembling
your name.
Scars renew and
chalkboard scratches resurface,
painting me a picture of
what used to be...
...as I fall back into the frightening
memory of you, asphyxiation is my demise.
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