The mistake

While the eraser suffer I do as well.
Their eyes are looking at me as if I where I science experiment.
I feel the air stuck in my lungs not letting me breathe.
My heart is at my feet.
My breath has gone slower,
Yet I am not able to catch it.
There is a rock in my throat of the tears I am holding,
Seem endless.
My heart is melting my soul is dying.
The climax has come and there is no return.
The life is death,
The spirit had fleed.
Hermes is coming to take me to the land of Hades.
My eyes cry tears of blood, what could had caused this mistake?
Will the sun ever come back?
Or will the storm prevail?
My body is seated,
While my mind is lost,
Lost somewhere in a corn maze.
It is gone,
Gone,
Gone.
The fear kills my lungs,
My lungs are full of pain