
27 Mar ONWARD
The world clasps so damn tight
I fight back with all of my might
fingers still wrap around my throat
A firmly held inescapable choke
eyes can’t see through all this smoke
Any confidence a false cloak
Try and rip these digits off my neck
Now I’m drowning in all this sweat
Cement shoes pulling to a liquid net
I survive, no quit in me yet
Failing is consistently a losing bet
So I inhale through restrictive smoke
I Laugh through airways tightly choked
I don’t belong but I smile strong
Me and my scarred throat
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