Friday, February 26, 2016

i have no lungs, and i must breathe

I lay in a delirium,
unsure of the place or time,
only concentrating on the
in
and
out,
pulling at my chest,
spiders spin webs,
thick and tight,
leaving room for nothing else,
trapping themselves,
they cry their chorus,
I listen to the choir
of wailing souls sing their
haunting tune with every
in
and
out,
like I've been buried alive
and the oxygen is
fleeting, each
in
and
out
I take less with me,
my strength wanes
and the cries become louder,
deafening,
in
and
out,
the grim warmth washes over me,
I let myself drift to the will
of the surreal force that
guides me,
in
and
out,
I lay in a delirium,
unsure if I'm still in
a place or time

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