Asphyxiation

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Asphyxiation

Death by asphyxiation,
takes only minutes,
and comes in different variations,
when every cell literally screams for air,
and the mind fills with fear,
horror could never compare,
and that it extremely clear,
after he left her bedside,
her face was swollen wide,
dark blue, and blood from her nose,
leaked out slowly like water
dripping out of a cheap plastic hose,
her hair in total disarray,
eyes gray,
twisted legs and feet,
fluids staining the sheet,
after exiting the quick trance,
he lost his chance,
he put the pillow down,
everyone walked in to see her,
her wish of death,
stalled, while he held his breath.

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Atanacio’s Poems (43)

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In A Cool, Dry Place 0
Masking Her Fate 2
Complete The Beasts 0
Souls Sang 2
Guilty, And He Knew Why 0
Eyes Smoldering 0
Quiet The Cries 0
A Slim Figure Rising 0
He Sensed Defeat 0
Calm Passed 0
Marched Briskly 0
Trinity Sunday 1
He Stood In The Shadows 0
Familiar Stranger 0
Ocean Air 0
Earthbound 1
Into Glazed Eyes 0
Proof Of God 1
Peculiar Brush With Death 0
State Rested 0
No Sign Of Regret 0
First Kiss 0
Asphyxiation 0
Condemnation 1
Her Emotions Were Mummified 1
No Kingdom Come 1
Deck Red 0
God's Eyes, Grim 1
Floated To Heaven On A Dream 0
Nothing More Than A Dream 0
A Flamboyant Amber 0
Life Fell Prey 0
Emotions Sift 0
The Silence Was Unnerving 0
Die... 0
This Game 0
Only A Voice Mail 0
A Flamboyant Amber 2
Soft Kisses 1
Ghost Shook Her Head 1
Exhilarating Freedom 0
Muted Chatter 0
Putting Death On Hold 1