I feel heavy,
Dragged down,
Sucked into a pit.
My head aches,
Thoughts in a tangle,
Completely congested.
No struggle down there,
Stony silence –
Destroys my calm alright.
Damp, dark acid
Floods my throat,
No breathing possible.
A moment of panic –
Should I hold back?
No. Not even I can stomach you.
© jsmorgane (Nov 09)