Wind pressing against the horror at your back.
My lungs choking out and in trying to key me concious.
Panic swelling faster and faster with every second.
Dark pain peircing through my heart.
Leaving me crippled and hurting inside and out.
Screams shouting through my mind.
Someone pushing at me, urging me closer to death.
Insanity creeping at the corners of my mind stealing away.
Hiding and feeling up on the walls of my brain.
I try to get the door open.
To escape, to be free.
Freedom is a world away.
My oxygen is dwindling, slowly dying away.
My eyes close, forever to be glued shut.
I cry out, I AM BREATHLESS!
Author notes
option 3 breathless
A contest entry
- When A Heart Breaks, No, It Don't Break Even. by you lack luster.
550 points, ended February 8, 2009, 15 entries
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i enjoyed this, especially the beginning, and great imagery. the last line maybe is a bit iffy, but otherwise, a good write. thank you for entering.
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