I awake with a headache in a pit of darkness
Eyes widen trying to capture even the slightest of images
Lifting my hand slowly to the left I feel a wall, my right touches the other side.
A deadening thought comes over me
Burst of panic arises and I hit and wiggle trying to release myself
I yell, nothing, I hear nothing but my own breathe in reply
Coming somewhat out of the panic, I situate what is going on in the darkness, the sides, which my
fingers still touched, were cold. There’s heaviness on my chest
My joints are fused in fear, like a board
The need to move is greater each minute that passes
A stream of tears floods my eyes and runs down the sides of my face.
I am unable to dry my face, so the salt substance dries
Breathing deeply I feel claustrophobic
Panic still rushes throw me in sudden bursts
My heart ponders the idea of escape and my last words at the same time
I concentrate on my breathing but the more I try the worse it gets
This is just a joke I tell myself, this is just a joke.
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