Monday, March 29, 2010

air

The air is heavy all around me.
I can hardly catch my breath.
Do I want to?
Do I want to breathe?

If I breathe that means this is all real.
This is all happening.

If I hold my breath, none of this happened.

My heart has stopped living, because my lungs have turned to autopilot.
I just want to breathe you in, but I can't. I can't breathe.

Light headed, I fall to the floor often.
I feel faint. Toes cramping. Tongue going numb. Head hits the floor.
I faint.

No air. Heavy air. No room to breathe. Not even outside.

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