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Im slipping.. drowning.. falling beneathe the layers..
My throat closes up and i close my eyes as the tears push past..
Stealing from my lungs the precious air are the takers..
That theif is simply day disguised as night with a curtain it cast..
My own anxiety forcing down my throat while i drown in the very thing im inhaling..
Lost.. unfound.. mislead.. confused by the alarms my mind keeps intaking..
No one can hear you.. cackles fill my mind..
Booming tears at my ears while screaches of unkmown frequencies torture my mind..
Heart tightening and world spinning.. losing more air.. tears slipping.. falling.. losing time..
My heart thrashes against my ribs screaming for its chaotic release..
But does it not know that to break free is to not even cease?..
My ribs taunting its cry for escape seemingly tightening sround my fragile heart..
As all light slips away along with the hope.. leaving me lost and alone in the dark..
Alone lost and afraid and frozen.. tears scorch my eyes as i watch a distant reflection..
Rewatching my memory of my own lack of mobility with the loss of my theifs confession..