SUFFOCATE

Sun Collapse

Your hands around my neck
They are getting harder every day
Every day they are harder more and more
And I lose my breath a little bit more

I’m already going unconscious
With the constant pressure of your strong hands
Losing the little amount of oxygen I have left
And the life that in theory exists in me

But I like it when I see everything go black
And you stop for a second so I can come back
Return to breathing and feel you again
Until everything goes dark again

Then everything repeats
In an endless and non-linear cycle
In which my sleep doesn’t exist
Besides the fainting and the emptiness in my brain

When my blood vessels stop
And my vision gets blurred
My hearing and my voice goes mute
And I just give myself to taste you
And so I can touch the sky