with your palm against my trachea
applying pressure and not caring
I can feel each finger as it gets tighter and tighter
my fingers grab your thumb.
trying to pull it off
your fingers getting tighter and tighter
pointer
middle
ring
pinky
feeling the pressure build
I keep trying to pull
the more I pull the more your grip grows
the more you grip the more I pull
I struggle to keep a keep a grip
the world has no sound now
the world goes quiet
I see gray and then black cover my eyes
it's pitch black
for how long, I do not know
seconds
minutes
I do not know
Screaming
I hear screaming
the world is still black
my hands are still gripping
trying to pull this hand off of me
I finally can see
the world around me
this man, that I thought, I knew
was still over me
hand gripped around me
The screaming he heard
He backed off then
Was he trying to kill me
Was he just having fun
Only he can answer that
I look in the mirror
pointer
middle
ring
pinky
His fingers left on my skin
I didn't know how to hide
how to hide what happened
the day I blacked out
was it the day I almost died?
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