I want to feel his hands around my throat Pressing me down until I finally choke Prove to me that I don't need the air I breathe Prove to me that all I really need is you to hold me I want to feel his hands cutting off my air supply Preventing me from telling even more lies Prove to me that I don't need my voice to speak Prove to me that you don't really even need me I want to feel his hands strangling me Protecting me from the toxins we all need Prove to me that you can help me escape the idiocy Prove to me that I can live somewhere above reality I want to feel his hands around my throat Pressing me down until I finally cease to choke
revealing of some powerful inner compulsions, important features of your self image, and perhaps commentary on your deeply held feelings about relationships and what you really want out of them. what specifically about those things do they reveal? that is probably a private conversation.
but, i do think you have a good muse here from which to really build some quality poetic expression.