fear suffocate me.
then.
now rising to surface.
light.
light.
light.
i will breathe
when i reach the top.
so good. so good. breaking through is so good.
i have gratitude
for my breath.
mookie
I suffocate in an empty space where darkness seems to negate itself entirely. Where’s the door? White walls close in without moving and I sit in exile between colorless orchids.
Claire
I have thought about what it feels like to suffocate. The fear inside must be terrifying as you feel the life drain out of you. It can’t be short. Oh no. It can last several minutes, I hear and that must send your heart racing into a frantic mess.
to be strangled by a pillow. Someone hates your guts so they suffocate you, they smother you until you absolutely cannot breath anymore. They suffocate you until you pass out so that you cannot fight back and then they do god awful things to you while no one is around to stop them. They possibly even kill you by suffocating you to death. That can happen you know. Suffocationg can kill.
Amanda
smother can’t breathe life with someone who sucks the life from you… no thought for your wants, your needs, your talents, your passions. just everything about them. know what it’s like? ah well, some maybe lucky enough not to know!
guest
I just want to not be breathing anymore. He’s suffocating me with his words and his actions and I can’t handle it.
Not breathing with a lack of suffering would be so much better than this constriction. He’s the boa and I’m the victim. It doesn’t really matter which animal of prey I am; I just am.
Amber
can’t breathe at all. suffocation. i can’t believe that this would happen to me. how could it happen to me? this always happens to that other girl – the others… not me.
Mmm Bunnies
the water around me.
the people.
the colors.
without faces.
without features.
without life.
and me in the middle.
without hope.
suffocating within this world without a sound.
Sam
I can’t breathe, I think. My heart is screaming, my lungs are penetrated by my worry, by my fear. In a corner of my mind I try to recognize this, as normal. I always have panic attacks, I always think I’m suffocating. I have a panic disorder for fuck’s sake, why can’t I chill?
Kathryn
if the weather in delhi will go this way, it surly gonna suffocate the whole state in no time. sweltering weather encourage suffocation and makes it miserable for the people.
Manisha
bearthing is good, so dont suffocate or you could die & nobody wants to be dead. especially not you. anyway breathing is nice, dieing is not, my name is katie and i dont want to drown. lalalalalalalala
Katie
What does that mean?! To suffer and the same time eat a cake?
Anna
I’m suffocating under the pressure….when he is with me, I can breathe again.
Anna
there was me who i wanted to die and kill myself and create a distraction to the worlds saddness and disttuctivenss.
justice
Jesus did. and I haven’t. The wages of sin is freedom. Plain and simple. Also, there
Hank
If you cling on to someone then you can suffocate them – let them go and they will return
andythrobber
i really dont like the idea of not being able to breath…kind of final isn’t it. Mind you they do say it adds pleasure to certain activities…anyone like to comment?
tony
Galinor
not being able to breath, dying slowly, painfully.
sarah wiseman
the old women got suffocated by a nurse and a pillow whilst she was sleeping one sunny afternoon..
ashley williams
you can’t breath, impotent about things. you put somebody in a dead end
lety
murdered by your step mother
ashley
die
death
kill
murder
cushion
pillow
drown
water
dead
coffin
trapped
hurt
pain
desperate
dying
coughing
choking
breath
air
sofa
alone
living
sad
suicide
accident
sam lide
die
death
kill
murder
cushion
pillow
drown
water
dead
coffin
trapped
hurt
pain
desperate
dying
coughing
choking
breath
air
sofa
alone
living
sad
suicide
accident
nicola wilz
As I listen to my emo music, and I look down at the bloody mess I’ve made, I wish there was a better way to kill myself. I would love to suffocate, but my mother cut holes in all the bags we own. I would love to suffocate but I fear who would find me. I need something more.
rachelcay
The feeling –
oh they were wonderinful-
as I slipped the rope round my neck
and I fell
-jumped
jumped jumped
until there was a sickeneing
-twang-
As the rope caughgt.
And I dangled there-
useless
eyes glassy.
Your name on my lips.
Don’t forget me.
Courtney
i just took my bio final today. suffocation is when something blocks off the trachea or the windpipe so oxygen cannot pass through to the lungs. this is kind of nerdy, but that is okay, because i am done with my bio final
joy
It’s really suffocating to sit and think about WHEN there’ll be a storm, and to be an island cut off from everyday activities – it’s really not nice to suffocate!
pri
The walls closing in, heart pounding in your ears, you find that the air has grown somehow thicker. You’re fully aware, in the back of your mind, that nothing has changed, that it’s all in your head, but that does absolutely nothing to ease the abject fear riding in your lungs, chocking the life from your flailing limbs.
Nymori
i’m drowning. i can’t breathe. when you cover me i can’t be myself. i don’t even want to breathe again.
Strangle. I don’t know if it’s a sign of my psychological makeup that the first words that come to mind when I’m doing these things refer to another person. Clearly you can’t strangle yourself. What does that say about me? That suffocation occurs most at the hands of others? Or am I more willing to see someone else suffocating me instead of how I suffocate myself?
Laura
I’m suffocating under this grief.
Every horrible thing you’ve ever said to me.
Not being emotionally faithful.
Probably not physically either.
They were all right about you.
If you did it to her you’d do it to me.
But I said no.
He loves me too much.
Fuck, I was wrong, wasn’t I?
All of this is the hand around my throat and covering my nose.
How does it feel to kill?
Alex Sharp
It’s an incredible pain
No think about vain
It’s the worst thing to think about
Anastasia
I want suffocate where I’m sitting. There are windows but I can’t open them. I have a fashionable scarf on but it feels a jsut a bit too tight on my neck – what I’ll do to look good. I thought I was having a good day until I had to write about this. This is crazy. When is my 60 sec up? I’m feeling suffocated just writing this damn thing.
Inga
suffocate
ana
i feel like i am suffocating right now. I need to get out of this place. where do i go? what can I do? everything around me is caving in. help me. please. i’m so lonely.
TC
cloying close choking can’t breathe oh gods why can’t I find air? Can’t get away from that person, they’re hanging on me and I can’t think. Body screaming, mind pleading, senses crying. Where is the fucking window??? Where is the door? HELP!
Ravynne
pressure building higher harder faster go move fast perfection, don’t fuck up. don’t fuck it up and do it right, pressure built up right against my throat like delicate egg shells under iron fists, inside of a closet and cold without blankets without clothes without time without a friend.
suffocate like a pillow over my face from my lover i trusted.
fear suffocate me.
then.
now rising to surface.
light.
light.
light.
i will breathe
when i reach the top.
so good. so good. breaking through is so good.
i have gratitude
for my breath.
I suffocate in an empty space where darkness seems to negate itself entirely. Where’s the door? White walls close in without moving and I sit in exile between colorless orchids.
I have thought about what it feels like to suffocate. The fear inside must be terrifying as you feel the life drain out of you. It can’t be short. Oh no. It can last several minutes, I hear and that must send your heart racing into a frantic mess.
hah…huh, ha, aah. bah ah, huh uh uh uh uh uhuhuhmhmthp
to be strangled by a pillow. Someone hates your guts so they suffocate you, they smother you until you absolutely cannot breath anymore. They suffocate you until you pass out so that you cannot fight back and then they do god awful things to you while no one is around to stop them. They possibly even kill you by suffocating you to death. That can happen you know. Suffocationg can kill.
smother can’t breathe life with someone who sucks the life from you… no thought for your wants, your needs, your talents, your passions. just everything about them. know what it’s like? ah well, some maybe lucky enough not to know!
I just want to not be breathing anymore. He’s suffocating me with his words and his actions and I can’t handle it.
Not breathing with a lack of suffering would be so much better than this constriction. He’s the boa and I’m the victim. It doesn’t really matter which animal of prey I am; I just am.
can’t breathe at all. suffocation. i can’t believe that this would happen to me. how could it happen to me? this always happens to that other girl – the others… not me.
the water around me.
the people.
the colors.
without faces.
without features.
without life.
and me in the middle.
without hope.
suffocating within this world without a sound.
I can’t breathe, I think. My heart is screaming, my lungs are penetrated by my worry, by my fear. In a corner of my mind I try to recognize this, as normal. I always have panic attacks, I always think I’m suffocating. I have a panic disorder for fuck’s sake, why can’t I chill?
if the weather in delhi will go this way, it surly gonna suffocate the whole state in no time. sweltering weather encourage suffocation and makes it miserable for the people.
bearthing is good, so dont suffocate or you could die & nobody wants to be dead. especially not you. anyway breathing is nice, dieing is not, my name is katie and i dont want to drown. lalalalalalalala
What does that mean?! To suffer and the same time eat a cake?
I’m suffocating under the pressure….when he is with me, I can breathe again.
there was me who i wanted to die and kill myself and create a distraction to the worlds saddness and disttuctivenss.
Jesus did. and I haven’t. The wages of sin is freedom. Plain and simple. Also, there
If you cling on to someone then you can suffocate them – let them go and they will return
i really dont like the idea of not being able to breath…kind of final isn’t it. Mind you they do say it adds pleasure to certain activities…anyone like to comment?
not being able to breath, dying slowly, painfully.
the old women got suffocated by a nurse and a pillow whilst she was sleeping one sunny afternoon..
you can’t breath, impotent about things. you put somebody in a dead end
murdered by your step mother
die
death
kill
murder
cushion
pillow
drown
water
dead
coffin
trapped
hurt
pain
desperate
dying
coughing
choking
breath
air
sofa
alone
living
sad
suicide
accident
die
death
kill
murder
cushion
pillow
drown
water
dead
coffin
trapped
hurt
pain
desperate
dying
coughing
choking
breath
air
sofa
alone
living
sad
suicide
accident
As I listen to my emo music, and I look down at the bloody mess I’ve made, I wish there was a better way to kill myself. I would love to suffocate, but my mother cut holes in all the bags we own. I would love to suffocate but I fear who would find me. I need something more.
The feeling –
oh they were wonderinful-
as I slipped the rope round my neck
and I fell
-jumped
jumped jumped
until there was a sickeneing
-twang-
As the rope caughgt.
And I dangled there-
useless
eyes glassy.
Your name on my lips.
Don’t forget me.
i just took my bio final today. suffocation is when something blocks off the trachea or the windpipe so oxygen cannot pass through to the lungs. this is kind of nerdy, but that is okay, because i am done with my bio final
It’s really suffocating to sit and think about WHEN there’ll be a storm, and to be an island cut off from everyday activities – it’s really not nice to suffocate!
The walls closing in, heart pounding in your ears, you find that the air has grown somehow thicker. You’re fully aware, in the back of your mind, that nothing has changed, that it’s all in your head, but that does absolutely nothing to ease the abject fear riding in your lungs, chocking the life from your flailing limbs.
i’m drowning. i can’t breathe. when you cover me i can’t be myself. i don’t even want to breathe again.
i’m dying. i’m dying. you’re dying. you’re dying. we’re dying. we’re dying. kill me now, please. yes now.
Strangle. I don’t know if it’s a sign of my psychological makeup that the first words that come to mind when I’m doing these things refer to another person. Clearly you can’t strangle yourself. What does that say about me? That suffocation occurs most at the hands of others? Or am I more willing to see someone else suffocating me instead of how I suffocate myself?
I’m suffocating under this grief.
Every horrible thing you’ve ever said to me.
Not being emotionally faithful.
Probably not physically either.
They were all right about you.
If you did it to her you’d do it to me.
But I said no.
He loves me too much.
Fuck, I was wrong, wasn’t I?
All of this is the hand around my throat and covering my nose.
How does it feel to kill?
It’s an incredible pain
No think about vain
It’s the worst thing to think about
I want suffocate where I’m sitting. There are windows but I can’t open them. I have a fashionable scarf on but it feels a jsut a bit too tight on my neck – what I’ll do to look good. I thought I was having a good day until I had to write about this. This is crazy. When is my 60 sec up? I’m feeling suffocated just writing this damn thing.
suffocate
i feel like i am suffocating right now. I need to get out of this place. where do i go? what can I do? everything around me is caving in. help me. please. i’m so lonely.
cloying close choking can’t breathe oh gods why can’t I find air? Can’t get away from that person, they’re hanging on me and I can’t think. Body screaming, mind pleading, senses crying. Where is the fucking window??? Where is the door? HELP!
pressure building higher harder faster go move fast perfection, don’t fuck up. don’t fuck it up and do it right, pressure built up right against my throat like delicate egg shells under iron fists, inside of a closet and cold without blankets without clothes without time without a friend.
suffocate like a pillow over my face from my lover i trusted.
suffocate.