choking
choking , its this feeling sometimes i take on myself.this sensation it creates no fantasy but its still there in everything.
sometimes i touch my neck and feel it still.
sometimes i feel its effect all the way my body.
sometimes i hear it in my head , screaming talking with dread
its like a voice that i cant shut out , like someone u cant tell to shut up
you cant start again when its done , cause there's nothing left . its all been spilt before . you try to come up from it , back from it . but its sent u to far towards not away from it.
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