I Suffocate

[Thirteenth now, just about how one feels suffocated when things they want to share are staled inside, they do mentally suffocate.]

Not in crowd, alone I suffocate,

Love or Hate?

What’s in my fate?

Mind’s divulgence I create,

Traps me and I suffocate.

Solitude, no soul-mate,

With hatred they dominate,

Like a clumsy letter on a slate;

Cursing my state,

I Collapse and I suffocate.

Unattended dinner plate,

Just rage to stimulate,

Thoughts I absorb and radiate;

Me against myself, in a debate,

Iterative thoughts make me suffocate.

Compensation I accumulate

Heavy like a crate,

Whom shall I demonstrate?

Just that I don’t exaggerate,

Thoughts choke me and I suffocate.

-Priyesh