Suffocation

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I'm suffocated by my own home
My own town, city, village
My identity
My self

I'm suffocated by expectations
Of others
Of society, parents, friends
Of mine

I'm suffocated by waiting
By pauses
By stops, patience, finishes
By hesitations

I'm suffocated by movement
By action
By progression, ahead, beyond
By futures

I'm suffocated by life
By me, myself and I
By death
By in betweens

I'm suffocated by everything
I feel drowned wherever I go
I can't stop I can't move
I can't breathe
I can't suffocate

I'm in limbo and I hate it
I'm sinking
I'm falling

I can never get back up, I'm drowning in my own life

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