Asphyxiation 55

Fingers wrapped around my throat.
The more I struggled,
the more the pressure increased.
My heart beat rapidly,
but the blood
wasn’t flowing to my brain.
Stars sparked and twinkled
before my eyes
as my breathing
ceased to supply life giving oxygen.
Then black.

Awakening later I realized it’s impossible to choke yourself to death.
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Theme Thursday - Pink

We had hoped for shades of red.
Deep, blood red.
So when you walked by
you felt the passion
and wished to take your
partner by the hand,
grasp her close to your
chest and kiss her
with severe affection.

We waited with great anticipation
for it to bloom.
Watching the red tips peek
from the green edges
only to find the bloom -

Pink.

Beautiful, but passive.
A poor step sister to the
bright flame of Black Magic.