Vartika Pandey

(2/7/1997)

Claustrophobia


You keep smothering
My enthusiasm, empathy, emotions
Your imprudent fear
Of losing control over these notions
Is hateful, yet I cannot hate.
It makes me claustrophobic.

Regulate the amount of air I breathe
Give me a number for tears I must weep
A stamp on all the words I speak
It makes me claustrophobic.

Collapsing
I’m falling
Feeding on myself
Like a demon.
It makes me claustrophobic.

Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 14, 2014

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